It is hopeless for the occasional visitor to try to keep up with Chicago. She outgrows his prophecies faster than he can make them.
I give you Chicago. It is not London and Harvard. It is not Paris and buttermilk. It is American in every chitling and sparerib.
I miss everything about Chicago, except January and February.
Chicago is a town, a city that doesn't back down, doesn't give up, doesn't go home just because it's losing. That's my kind of town.
I adore Chicago. It is the pulse of America.
I miss Chicago. I miss the barbecues in the summer. I miss the skyways and the street fairs and the lake.
Chicago is a city of contradictions, of private visions haphazardly overlaid and linked together.
I've always been struck by the fact that you can find hidden gems in a city the size of Chicago.
Chicago has a strange metaphysical elegance of death about it.
It is not the beauty of a building you should look at; it's the construction of the foundation that will stand the test of time.
Chicago is one of the rare places where architecture is more visible and more spectacular than the art within.
Chicago is an October sort of city even in spring.
Chicago will give you a chance. The sporting spirit is the spirit of Chicago.
I'd rather be a lamppost in Chicago than a millionaire in any other city.
Chicago seems a big city instead of merely a large place.
Chicago is the product of modern capitalism, and, like other great commercial centers, is unfit for human habitation.
Chicago is not the most corrupt American city. It's the most theatrically corrupt.