“New York is where it is going to begin, I think. You can see it coming. The insect experts have learned how it works with locusts. Until locust population reaches a certain density, they all act like any grasshoppers. When the critical point is reached, they turn savage and swarm, and try to eat the world. We're nearing a critical point. One day soon two strangers will bump into each other at high noon in the middle of New York. But this time they won't snarl and go on. They will stop and stare and then leap at each others” ThinkingWorldTryingTwoCertainTurnsMiddleNew YorkGoes OnOne DayPopulationStrangerCriticalStaringExpertsLeapSavagesInsectsNoonBumpsDensitySwarmsGrasshoppers Author:John D. MacDonald
“I've always had a love affair with New York City, and I've threatened to get an apartment there one day. But it just made sense for me to set 'Burlesque' on the Sunset Strip in Los Angeles. It's a place I know intimately well and love, and I think there's a great story to be told with L.A.” ThinkingKnowsWellsMadeStoriesCitiesNew YorkOne DayAnd LoveAffairSunsetLos AngelesNew York CityApartmentThreatenedLove AffairBurlesque Author:Steve Antin
“I started as an artist and I had a side job moving some heavy boxes for a publishing company. They had just gotten a Mac for their art department, the department that creates the book covers. I was kind of showing the art director a thing or two about how to use a Mac. And one day everyone went out to lunch and I jumped on the computer and designed a book jacket and slipped it in the pile to go to the review board in New York. They picked my jacket and when the art director got back to Boston, he wanted to know who designed it and I said, "Me." He was like, "The box guy?"” KnowsKindArtSaidTwoBookUseWantedJobsMovingArtistGuySidesCompanyNew YorkOne DayDirectorsComputerBoxesHeavyBoardsDepartmentReviewsLunchPublishingBostonJacketsMacsBook CoversArt Director Author:Biz Stone
“It was one of those perfect New York October afternoons, when the explosion of oranges and yellows against the bright blue sky makes you feel like your life is passing through your fingers, that you've felt this autumn-feeling before and you'll probably get to feel it again, but one day you won't anymore, because you'll be dead.” FeelsFeelingsLife IsFeltPerfectSkyNew YorkOne DayBlueFingersPassingPassingsAutumnAfternoonOrangeExplosionsOctoberBlue SkyPassing ThroughFall AutumnAutumn SeasonAutumn Days Book:Secrets To Happiness Source: Secrets To Happiness