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“I am not a lady
I live in an elevator
in a big department store America.
“Your floor, lady?��
“I don't have a floor,
I live in the elevator.��
“You can't just live in an elevator.��
They all say that
except for the man from Time magazine
who acted very cool.
We stop and let people into
dresses, better dresses, beauty,
and on the top floor,
home furnishings and then
the credit office, suddenly stark
and no nonsense this is it.
At each floor I look out
at the ladies quietly becoming
ladies and I say “huh��
reflectively.
My hair is long and wild
full of little twigs and cockleburrs.
I visit the floors only for water.
I make my own food
from the berries and frightened rabbits��
I pray forgive me brother as I eat��
that grow wild in the elevator.
Once every three months,
solstice and equinox,
a cop comes and clubs me a little.
The man from Time says
I articulate my generation something
wobble squeegy squiggle pop pop
Yesterday pausing at childrens
I saw another lady
take off all her clothes
and go to live in #7.
We are waiting to fill
all thirteen.”
― Jean Tepperman, Sisterhood is Powerful: An Anthology of Writings from the Women's Liberation Movement

“It may sound ridiculous to say that Bell and his successors were the fathers of modern commercial architecture—of the skyscraper. But wait a minute. Take the Singer Building, the Flatiron Building, the Broad Exchange, the Trinity, or any of the giant office buildings. How many messages do you suppose go in and out of those buildings every day? Suppose there was no telephone and every message had to be carried by a personal messenger? How much room do you think the necessary elevators would leave for offices? Such structures would be an economic impossibility.”
― John J. Carty, The Information: A History, a Theory, a Flood

“Questions shaped like slow elevators deserve jazz oxygen. You know, music designed to suffocate a small space.”
― Jarod Kintz, Eggs, they’re not just for breakfast

“In seconds an 'up' elevator came rushing toward them. The doors opened, revealing a mostly-empty interior.
“Sometimes,�� he said, “you have to go up to go down.��
Liv followed him in, marveling at the scene below them. She could see the full scope of Dragon Con from her bird's eye vantage, the floor a living mass of bodies. Tiny toy-sized people in cosplay moved in bright splotches of color ten stories down. And it wasn't just one section. The atrium level was equally packed, the hallways leading to ballrooms around the hotel teaming with people. With an unsettling rush, the elevator sprang upward, the figures shrinking into specks. Liv's stomach contracted and she pulled back from the glass. They were incredibly high.”
― Danika Stone, All the Feels

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“The experience of riding in a subway or elevator calls to mind Bertrand Russell's remark that much of modern anxiety stems from the time we spend in unnatural proximity to strangers without the preliminary sniffing that is instinctive in animals, including us.”
― Ralph Caplan, By Design: Why There Are No Locks on the Bathroom Doors in the Hotel Louis XIV and Other Object Lessons

“There are two elevators. One is blue. One is red. When you want to go up, you take the blue elevator. When you want to go down, you take the red elevator. It’s that simple. It can’t go wrong! The blue one only goes up. And the red one only goes down.��
And so, at last, Wayside School got elevators. A blue one and a red one. They each worked perfectly one time �� and never could be used again.”
― Louis Sachar, Wayside School Gets A Little Stranger