Today, San Francisco has experienced a double tragedy of incredible proportions. As acting mayor, I order an immediate state of mo...urning in our city. The city and county of San Francisco must and will pull itself together at this time. We will carry on as best as we possibly can.... I think we all have to share the same sense of shame and the same sense of outrage.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There they are at last, Miss Rutledge. The will-o-the-wisps with plagues of fortune. San Francisco, the latest newborn of a great ...republic.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Swan/Mary Rutledge: Oh no, no. I'm not running away. I came here to get something, and I'm going to get it. Col. Cobb: Yes, b...ut San Francisco is no place for a woman. Swan: Why not? I'm not afraid. I like the fog. I like this new world. I like the noise of something happening.... I'm tired of dreaming, Colonel Cobb. I'm staying. I'm staying and holding out my hands for gold--bright, yellow gold.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
crew member [offscreen]: That's an awful big town San Francisco. Weinberg: Strictly a one-whistle stop. There's only one city... in the USA and that's New York. Chief Sergeant: Oh, you're just another hometown hick, Weinberg. What's wrong with California? Weinberg: California. The sun shines and nothing happens. Before you know it, you're sixty years old. Chief Sergeant: It's no different from New York. My sister's been tryin' to get out of Brooklyn for the last forty years. Weinberg: Brooklyn. That ain't New York, Chief. Once you cross that Brooklyn Bridge, you're out of this world. The only noise you hear is the hardening of your arteries. You know when I used to drive a hack, I had a pal who crossed that bridge back in 1929 and ain't never heard from him since.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The redwood forest, the remains of a virgin sequoia forest. The interiors of certain Gothic cathedrals--Strasbourg, for example--r...eplicate man's smallness and helplessness in his middle zone between hell and heaven, amid the columns of the primeval forests which still covered large areas of Europe when the cathe drals were built. But Europe never had trees like the redwoods, whose life span number over two thousand years. This forest is the idea of forest, a prototype drawn by God; no church columns attain that height, and never does a church's semi-darkness contrast so sharply with a ray slanting in from above the reach of sight.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We had won. Pimps got out of their polished cars and walked the streets of San Francisco only a little uneasy at the unusual exerc...ise. Gamblers, ignoring their sensitive fingers, shook hands with shoeshine boys.... Beauticians spoke to the shipyard workers, who in turn spoke to the easy ladies.... I thought if war did not include killing, I'd like to see one every year. Something like a festival.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I'd never set foot in San Francisco. Of all the Sodoms and Gomorrahs in our modern world, it is the worst. There are not 10 righte...ous (and courageous) men there. It needs another quake, another whiff of fire--and--more than all else--a steady trade wind of grapeshot.... That moral penal colony of the world.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mining today is an affair of mathematics, of finance, of the latest in engineering skill. Cautious men behind polished desks in Sa...n Francisco figure out in advance the amount of metal to a cubic yard, the number of yards washed a day, the cost of each operation. They have no need of grubstakes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mr. Wiggam, I want you to change the policy of The Clarion. I want you to write a story I should have written myself long ago. I w...ant you to tell the people of San Francisco that no city can exist without law and order. Write a story about that flag, write about what verifies and brings a promise of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. There are some people in this town who don't seem to know that. Let The Clarion tell them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »