Someday I may tire of New Yorkisms, but that day hasn't arrived yet. From E. B. White:
New York blends the gift of privacy with the excitement of participation; and better than most dense communities it succeeds in insulating the individual (if he wants it, and almost everybody wants or needs it) against all enormous and violent and wonderful events that are taking place every minute. Since I have been sitting in this miasmic air shaft, a good many rather splashy events have occurred in town ... I am not defending New York in this regard. Many of its settlers are probably here merely to escape, not face reality. But whatever it means, it is a rather rare gift ...
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