New York was the Promised Land growing up. Writers were gods! The great gods of American culture... I thought.

Growing up in New York City, my car culture is minimal. I rode on the train, the bus. I walked; I rode my bike, and when I was younger, I rode my skateboard.

When I was growing up in New York City, my father was a taxi driver for a time.

I have tremendous affection for New York and my life, but I'm a satirist at heart. And it's easy to satirize New York.

The city finds herself, in mid-century, almost at the end of her land resources, ... the end now seems not too far - somewhere around 1975, or, at most optimistic measures, the year 2000.

I think that New York is not the cultural centre of America, but the business and administrative centre of American culture.