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 life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it. – Charles Baudelaire
Ive always written. When I was in school, the only teacher who ever liked me was my creative writing teacher. I used to enter poetry competitions, and I dont think I ever lost one. So I had the idea for a while of being some kind of poet. – Justin Townes Earle
