New York City is a street to beat. An atmosphere where once was a crucial line to gait. But now a place for negativity to wait. The sky, the river is all clear now, for i no longer drink beer. ''I am New York City''

The New Year is something that you fear.....i start trusting, thanks to all my peers....now that i live sober i grow closer.....your fear will be my year!!!!!!!!!!!

I Am Elated, I Am Love, I Am A Boss, I Am Perfection, I Am Excellence, I Am A Great, I Am The Best, I Am Victorious !!!!!!!

I run New York City!

The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.

I would give the greatest sunset in the world for one sight of New York's skyline. Particularly when one can't see the details. Just the shapes. The shapes and the thought that made them. The sky over New York and the will of man made visible. What other religion do we need? And then people tell me about pilgrimages to some dank pesthole in a jungle where they go to do homage to a crumbling temple, to a leering stone monster with a pot belly, created by some leprous savage. Is it beauty and genius they want to see? Do they seek a sense of the sublime? Let them come to New York, stand on the shore of the Hudson, look and kneel. When I see the city from my window - no, I don't feel how small I am - but I feel that if a war came to threaten this, I would throw myself into space, over the city, and protect these buildings with my body.