I was making for that city in the south of which it was said in our village:
- 'There you'll find queer folk! Just think, they never sleep!'
- 'And why not?'
- 'Because they never get tired.'
- 'And why not?'
- 'Because they are fools.'
- 'Don't fools get tired?'
- 'How could fools get tired!'
--Franz Kafka, Children On a Country Road
The districts of this city could correspond to the whole spectrum of diverse feelings that one encounters by chance in everyday life.
Bizarre Quarter -- Happy Quarter (specially reserved for habitation) -- Noble and Tragic Quarter (for good children) -- Historical Quarter (museums, schools) -- Useful Quarter (hospital, tool shops) --Sinister Quarter, etc. And an Astrolaire which would group plant species in accordance with the relations they manifest with the stellar rhythm, a planetary garden comparable to that which the astronomer Thomas wants to establish at Laaer Berg in Vienna. Indispensable for giving the inhabitants a consciousness of the cosmic. Perhaps also a Death Quarter, not for dying in but so as to have somewhere to live in peace.
--Ivan Chtcheglov, Formulary for a New Urbanism