A Quote by Alan Furst

I'm basically an Upper West Side Jewish writer. — © Alan Furst
I'm basically an Upper West Side Jewish writer.
I'm from Manhattan. I'm some Jewish girl from the Upper West Side.
I grew up on the north side of Chicago, in West Rogers Park, an overwhelmingly Jewish neighborhood. When I was 13, my parents moved to Winnetka, Illinois, an upper class, WASPy suburb where Jews - as well as Blacks and Catholics - were unwelcome on many blocks. I suffered the spiritual equivalent of whiplash.
I was born in the West Village in New York, and then when I was about four my family moved to what they joke is the suburbs, the Upper West Side. I lived there for most of my childhood.
I lived in a basement duplex on 96th Street on the Upper West Side.
I used to live on Riverside Park in New York, on the Upper West Side.
Love stories happen in communities outside of just the Upper West Side of Manhattan.
I have had a place in New York in the musicians' district on the Upper West Side since 1986.
With my hours, I don't hang out with anybody. I work and come home to my Upper West Side apartment.
My wife is a professor at UCLA in Los Angeles, but otherwise, I'd be right back living on the Upper West Side.
I'm rather secular. I'm basically Jewish. But I think I'm Jewish not because of the Jewish religion at all.
My grandfather and his wife came to America at the end of the 19th century from Hungary. Everyone started out on the Lower East Side. They became embourgeoise and would move to the Upper West Side. Then, if they'd make money, they'd move to Park Avenue. Their kids would become artists and move down to the Lower East Side and the Village.
I love the Upper West Side. I walk down the street all the time and am stopped by Democrats. I don't think they've ever actually met a Republican before.
I live on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. I live in a 950-square-foot apartment with one bathroom and two sons.
The underground is not a place but a way of life. You can be underground most anywhere, from the Upper West Side of Manhattan to Hermosa Beach, California.
I try to remember what it was like to be a kid in New York. I lived in different parts of my childhood in Manhattan on the Upper West Side, where 'When You Reach Me' is set, and also in the Midwood section of Brooklyn.
We are all addicts in various stages of degradation where I live on the Upper West Side, some to heroin, some to small dogs, and some to the New York Times. The heroin is cut, the dogs are paranoid, and the Times cheats by skimping on the West Coast ball scores. No matter, each of us goes upon the street solely in pursuit of his own particular curse.
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