Euan

“... all the outpourings of the English-speaking presses, accumulated and preserved in a pickle of democracy, so that classics stood on the same shelf with books that, though they deserved to be remembered, were not; and these with books justly forgotten; and others that ought never to have seen the light of print.”
― Gene Wolfe, Peace

“This Citybis so horrible that its mere existence and perdurance, though in the midst of a secret desert, contaminates the past and the future and in some way even jeopardizes the stars. As long as it lasts, no one in the world can be strong or happy.”
― Jorge Luis Borges, Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings

“The city: grime, glamor, geometries of glass, steel, and concrete. Intractable, it rises from nature, like proud Babel, only to lie arthwart our will, astride our being. Or so it often seems. Yet immanent in that gritty structure is another: invisible, imaginary, made of dreams and desire, agent of all our transformations. It is that other city I want here to invoke…Immaterial, that city in-formed history from the start, molding human space and time ever since time and space molded them selves to the wagging tongue. IHAB HASSAN, Cities of Mind, Urban Words”
― Samuel R. Delany, Neveryóna: Or, the Tale of Signs and Cities

“Music is the common property of all humanity, but people come from particular groups. For as long as the song lasts, for as long as they say nothing, you can pretend you are part of the same group.”
― Sam J. Miller, Blackfish City