In most places in the country, voting is looked upon as a right and a duty, but in Chicago it's a sport.
Chicago ain't no sissy town.
My first day in Chicago, September 4, 1983. I set foot in this city, and just walking down the street, it was like roots, like the motherland. I knew I belonged here.
You know what they say about Chicago. If you don't like the weather, wait fifteen minutes.
I give you Chicago. It is not London and Harvard. It is not Paris and buttermilk. It is American in every chitling and sparerib. It is alive from snout to tail.
Chicago - a pompous Milwaukee.
...the ending's gonna be great. That's what I'm convinced of.
I'm impressed with the people from Chicago. Hollywood is hype, New York is talk, Chicago is work.
Eventually, I think Chicago will be the most beautiful great city left in the world.
The trouble with you Chicago people is that you think you are the best people down here, whereas you are merely the most numerous.
I adore Chicago. It is the pulse of America.
In some Chicago neighborhoods, looking for a parking space is not unlike panning for gold.
Chicago is an October sort of city even in spring.
Chicago is the product of modern capitalism, and, like other great commercial centers, is unfit for human habitation.
I have struck a city - a real city - and they call it Chicago... I urgently desire never to see it again. It is inhabited by savages.