The catalogue of forms is endless: until every shape has found its city, new cities will continue to be born. When the forms exhaust their variety and come apart, the end of cities begins. – Italo Calvino
The cities of the world are concentric, isomorphic, synchronic. Only one exists and you are always in the same one. Its the effect of their permanent revolution, their intense circulation, their instantaneous magnetism. – Jean Baudrillard
When I finish an album and I find myself listening to it in the car, because it makes me feel a certain way, thats the time to try to let other people know about it. – Herb Alpert
