The city itself lives on its own myth. Instead of waking up and silently existing, the city people prefer a stubborn and fabricated dream: they do not care to be a part of the night, or to be merely of the world . They have constructed a world outside the world. against the world, a world of mechanical fictions which condemn nature and seek only to use it up, thus preventing it from renewing itself and man.
Yes this spoke to me. As i've lived in the City and the countryside and felt that the city was a proud and confusing and often lost place to be I'm going to ruminate some more on this quote and the ideas.