Humans Of New York Stories Quotes

#1. Then the Warrior realizes that these repeated experiences have but one aim: to teach him what he does not want to learn.

Paulo Coelho

#2. Well, aren't you a wet dream.

Lauren Smith

#3. Death is no fiend, he is the truest of friends. He delivers us from agony.

Mahatma Gandhi

#4. Unfortunately, large cities don't have a monopoly on loneliness. It can be found in small towns as well. Loneliness can be found everywhere there are people.

Richard Paul Evans

#5. I am so gone. Lost. Her smile, the little sigh she lets out, the way her eyes light up. All of it. I'm broken down and rebuilt. And nothing will ever be the same again.

Caisey Quinn

#6. The welfare state is the oldest con game in the world. First you take people's money away quietly and then you give some of it back to them flamboyantly.

Thomas Sowell

#7. When my husband was dying, I said: Moe, how am I supposed to live without you? He told me: take the love you have for me and spread it around.

Brandon Stanton

#8. Rich countries have 'kicked away the ladder' by forcing free-market, free-trade policies on poor countries. Already established countries do not want more competitors emerging through the nationalistic policies they themselves successfully used in the past.

Ha-Joon Chang

#9. I'm trying to write a book based on myself, but i keep changing.

Brandon Stanton

#10. Sigh for me, night-wind, in the noisy leaves of the oak. / I am tired. Sleep for me, heaven over the hill. / Shout for me, loudly and loudly, joyful sun, when you rise.

Wallace Stevens

#11. There are more temptations in business than in any other sphere of the society

Sunday Adelaja

#12. This is what is known as perspective, and it is a swindle.

Kurt Schwitters

#13. After a burglary of all her most valued and treasured possessions, Winston Churchill's aging mother wrote: "That burglar relieved me of an obsession. For years, I've had to take houses big enough to hold all these bibelots. I am almost grateful to him."

Anne Sebba

#14. When I first started 'Humans of New York,' I was writing short stories. There were about 50 of them. And, you know, they were a great part of the site, but the photography just started growing so fast that I didn't have time to make them anymore.

Brandon Stanton

#15. Hope is a black beetle. Stamp on it hard as you liked, it still scuttled on

Reginald Hill

#16. If you're a thief, don't complain about being robbed.

Brandon Stanton

#17. For a moment he felt a wild hope: perhaps this really was a nightmare. Perhaps he would awake in his own bed, bathed in sweat, shaking, maybe even crying ... but alive. Safe. Then he pushed the thought away. Its charm was deadly, its comfort fatal.

Stephen King