The urban man is an uprooted tree, he can put out leaves, flowers and grow fruit but what a nostalgia his leaf, flower, and fruit will always have for mother earth!

A neighborhood is where, when you go out of it, you get beat up.

Peace and freedom walk together. In too many of our cities today, the peace is not secure because freedom is incomplete.

We will neglect our cities to our peril, for in neglecting them we neglect the nation.

I swore I'd be in Chicago tomorrow, and made sure of that, taking a bus to Chicago, spending most of my money, and didn't give a damn, just as long as I'd be in Chicago tomorrow.

East St. Louis-which the local press refers to as "an inner city without an outer city"-has some of the sickest children in America. Of 66 cities in Illinois, East St. Louis ranks first in fetal death, first in premature birth, and third in infant health.

The sweetest souls, like the sweetest flowers, soon canker in cities, and no purity is rarer there than the purity of delight.

Any city may have one period of magnificence, like Boston or New Orleans or San Francisco, but it takes a real one to keep renewing itself until the past is perennially forgotten.

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of streets.

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others.