Left to right: Two quotes from Paul Auster, City of Glass (at the northeast corner of the Reservoir). One quote from Maureen Howard, The Rags of Time (up on the Great Hill by W 105th Street).
The middle one is one of my favorite quotes:
"There was an oak tree not far from where he stood, and Quinn went for it now, staggering in the way a drunk gropes for his bed after an all-night binge."
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