Then all the realtors, Pickpockets, salesmen, and the actors performing Official scenarios, Turned a deaf ear, for they had contracted American dreams.
(from "Walt Whitman at Bear Mountain")
Beyond! Beyond! Beyond was "the city," connected only by interminable subway lines and some old Brooklyn- Manhattan trolley car rattling across Manhattan Bridge. . . . Beyond was anything old and American--the name Fraunces Tavern repeated to us on a school excursion. . . . Beyond! It was the clean white bread in the A&P that Passover week I could not eat matzoh, and going home, hid the soft squunchy loaf of Ward's bread under my coat so that the neighbors would not see.
Alfred Kazin ( A Walker in the City)