225th Street is a local station on the IRT White Plains Road Line of the New York City Subway. Located in Wakefield, Bronx at the intersection of 225th Street and White Plains Road, it is served by the 2 train at all times, and the 5 train during rush hours in the peak direction.
This elevated station, opened on March 3, 1917 and renovated in Fall 2005, has three tracks and two side platforms. The center track is normally not used in revenue service. Both platforms have beige windscreens and red canopies with green outlines, frames, and support columns in the center and black, waist-high steel fences at either ends with lampposts at regular intervals. The windscreens have mesh fences at various points. The station signs are in the standard black name plates with white lettering.
This station has one elevated station house beneath the center of the platforms and tracks. Two staircases from each platform go down to a waiting area. The back of the token booth faces this crossunder with steel fences on either side. On the Wakefield-bound side, there are two exit only turnstiles. On the Manhattan-bound side, there is an emergency gate and a bank of three turnstiles. Outside fare control, two staircases go down to the northwest and southeast corners of 225th Street and White Plains Road. The station house has glass windows.
The 2006 artwork here is called Universal City by Nicky Enright. It consists of stained glass windows on the platform windscreens depicting images related to astronomy, including constellations, shooting stars, and orbiting planets and moons.
Famous quotes containing the words street, white, plains and/or road:
“At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.”
—Albert Camus (1913–1960)
“In it he proves that all things are true and states how the truths of all contradictions may be reconciled physically, such as for example that white is black and black is white; that one can be and not be at the same time; that there can be hills without valleys; that nothingness is something and that everything, which is, is not. But take note that he proves all these unheard-of paradoxes without any fallacious or sophistical reasoning.”
—Savinien Cyrano De Bergerac (1619–1655)
“When I say artist I don’t mean in the narrow sense of the word—but the man who is building things—creating molding the earth—whether it be the plains of the west—or the iron ore of Penn. It’s all a big game of construction—some with a brush—some with a shovel—some choose a pen.”
—Jackson Pollock (1912–1956)
“Such were the first rude beginnings of a town. They spoke of the practicability of a winter road to the Moosehead Carry, which would not cost much, and would connect them with steam and staging and all the busy world. I almost doubted if the lake would be there,—the self-same lake,—preserve its form and identity, when the shores should be cleared and settled; as if these lakes and streams which explorers report never awaited the advent of the citizen.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)