“I love New York. I first came here with my Mom when I was in 9th grade. I took the subway for the first time and the doors closed between me and my Mom, and I was so scared. I could see her through the window and I didn't know what to do. I got off at the next stop and she caught up to me, but I couldn't stop crying.” KnowsFirstsNextDoorsCryNew YorkMomFirst TimeWindowCaughtScaredMy MomGradesCaught UpSubwayI Love New York Author:Skylar Grey
“I think that at the end of the day I'm drawn to a certain level of ambiguous storytelling that requires hard thought and work in the same way that the New York Times crossword puzzle does: Sometimes you just want to put it down or throw it out the window, but there's a real rewarding sense if you feel like you've cracked it.” IfsThinkingWayWantFeelsDoeRealEndsSometimesHardCertainLevelsNew YorkLike YouWindowStorytellingThe End Of The DayPuzzlesNew York TimesCrackedAmbiguousCrosswords Author:Damon Lindelof
“Writers are much better behaved nowadays, for a couple of reasons. Once upon a time nobody was thinking of a career, unless you lived in New York, so there wasn't as much pressure to present a respectable exterior. And secondly, there was no social media. So if you were found face down on the floor - people did do that quite a bit; usually men, but not always - or fell through plate glass windows or got into scrapes, it became a rumor, and rumors are hard to pin down.” PeopleIfsThinkingMenWritingHardReasonFacesFoundSocialBitsCareersMediaNew YorkCoupleWindowPressureGlassesSocial MediaPlatesRumorPinsRespectableOnce Upon A TimeExterior Author:Margaret Atwood
“New York rose out of the water like a great wave that found it impossible to return again and so remained there in horror, peering out of the million windows man had caged it with.” MenFoundWaterMillionsImpossibleNew YorkReturnHorrorWindowRoseWaveCaged Book:Vivid and Repulsive as the Truth: The Early Works of Djuna Barnes Source: Vivid and Repulsive as the Truth: The Early Works of Djuna Barnes
“When there's not ten feet of snow on the ground I ride my bike down the streets of New York, and I literally hear two things out of car windows as cabs pass by me: They either yell, "Hey, dummy," or "Hey, Mayhem."” TwoFeetStreetsCarNew YorkTenWindowSnowHeyTwo ThingsBikeCabMayhemDummy Author:Dean Winters
“I write almost entirely in bed or on a couch with my feet up on the coffee table. I feel most creative when Im looking out the window, and my bed and couch have nice views of the New York skyline.” FeelsWritingViewsCreativeNiceFeetNew YorkBedWindowTablesCoffeeCouchesSkylines Author:Gary Shteyngart
“I had a deliberate plan to get into movies by becoming a model, so I went to New York and got a job pretending to be a mannequin in store windows.” JobsPlansNew YorkBecomingModelsWindowStoresPretendingDeliberate Author:Geena Davis
“I love New York. It's given me so much as a designer. When I moved here, I wanted to tap into the glamour of the city immediately. More than anywhere else, New York offers itself up - you arrive and get a rush in a flash. It's dazzling. Everywhere you look, there is decoration, from a pair of jewel-encrusted shoes in the window in Bergdorf Goodman to the Chrysler Building. And New York is incredibly democratic. Everyone is packed into this tiny space. You are confronted with all manner of people, and I love that.” PeopleLooksWantedGivenSpaceCitiesNew YorkBuildingOffersWindowMovedDemocraticShoesTinyDesignerPairsFlashJewelsGlamourDecorationDazzlingI Love New YorkGoodmanChryslerChrysler BuildingBergdorf Goodman Author:Tom Ford
“I remember getting my first cell phone in New York, getting into a taxi and thinking "This is the end of solitude in the back of a taxi." What used to happen in the back of a taxi? You looked out the window. My brain has become less able to spend lengths of time without shifting, and I worry about that.” ThinkingFirstsEndsHappensAbleRememberUsedBrainWorryNew YorkSolitudeWindowPhonesCellsLengthShiftingCell PhoneTaxi Author:Dani Shapiro
“The first theatre I ever found was in the backyard of a new suburban community in the foothills of the Poconos. My dad was a young FBI agent at his first or second posting - we're all from New York. He was posted in Scranton, Pennsylvania and he put the family in a brand new red-brick apartment. It was in a C-shape and behind it was a small hill that led up to the woods. There was a white-washed brick wall that was a perfect theatre! There were windows and all the ladies behind the windows in their apartments. I would go out there after lunch every day and sing opera.” FirstsYoungFoundCommunityWhitePerfectBehindsNew YorkWallDadShapesRedWindowMy DadWoodsTheatreAgentsBrandsHillsLunchOperaApartmentBricksFbiBackyardsBrand NewPennsylvaniaBrick WallFbi Agents Author:Mercedes Ruehl
“I first did stand-up when I was 17, and then I passed out fliers for a comedy club (in New York City) and I got onstage whenever I could. And musical theater went out the window as soon as I started doing stand-up.” FirstsCitiesComedyNew YorkWindowTheaterMusicalClubsNew York CityMusical TheaterComedy Clubs Author:Sarah Silverman