Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]

Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

In the busy haunts of men.

In the busy haunts of men.

What is the city but the people?

What is the city but the people?

I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.

I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.

A rose-red city half as old as Time.

A rose-red city half as old as Time.

Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]

Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.