My brother was a great favorite with everybody, and his death cast a gloom upon the whole neighborhood.
The Pearly Gates. Am I the only one who finds it odd that Heaven has gates? What kind of neighborhood is Heaven in?
A neighborhood is a residential area that is changing for the worse.
If you don't visit a bad neighborhood, it might visit you.
I'm still the same person who grew up mostly in a Midwestern, factory-working neighborhood where talk about "self-esteem" would have seemed like a luxury.
If you're going to compare a middle-income black kid with a middle- income white kid, and, say, you control for family background, family education, and family income, and if this middle-income black kid doesn't score as well as the white kid on the test, then I say, look, you haven't taken into consideration the cumulative effect of living in a segregated neighborhood and going to a de facto segregated school. You're denying a position at Harvard or some other place to a kid that really could make it. That's why I support affirmative action that's based on both class and race.
Everybody in my neighborhood in the '40s, they played pianos. That's how people partied. They didn't try the TV, the radio was OK, records was cool, but when people wanted to party, they got around a piano. My mother played piano, my sister played. I've been around a lot of piano all my life.
Loiter in the neighborhood of a problem. After a while a solution strolls by.
Some kids spent their allowance going to see 'Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom'; I spent mine on a great-looking lamp I'd found at the flea market and a ceramic bowl from a neighborhood garage sale.
In the neighborhood around Waseda, there were all these movie theaters, so every morning I left the house and watched movies instead of going to class. The experience of encountering films then is one of my greatest memories. Before that I'd never paid any attention to directors, but there I was taking a crash course in Ozu, Kurosawa, Naruse, Truffaut, Renoir, Fellini. Because I've always been naturally a more introspective person, I was more interested in becoming a screenwriter than a director.
A neighborhood is where, when you go out of it, you get beat up.
I love my dad. He used to walk around the whole neighborhood and collect old furniture and fix it, like MacGyver with duct tape. One time, he brought a television home. I said, 'Damn, that TV has 500 channels. ' When I got older, it didn't have 500 channels - it was a knob from the oven. My favorite channel was 300 degrees.
Gentrification can be a plague, as it eats up neighborhoods.
My neighborhood is fairly white, yet the local middle school is all black. It is bad. It is very bad.
I wanted to become a champ - I was surrounded by champs in my family and in my neighborhood - and because of this stupid accident, I lost my opportunity.
Chicago’s neighborhoods have always been the city’s greatest strength.
Inflation is not all bad. After all, it has allowed every American to live in a more expensive neighborhood without moving.
As I set out to begin photographing Shanghai, I encountered the insideroutsider phenomena in the most personal of ways. You would walk into an old neighborhood in the center of city, and people would begin to point at you. People would begin to talk about you, spreading the word about the outsider who has wandered into their midst, look at him, he's got a camera, what's he doing, is this allowed, is this OK, how should be respond to him.
When 911 happened, 12 of our neighborhood firemen were killed. I looked around at the country that had adopted me and I became an American.
You had to be tough in our neighborhood.