London is a city that sleeps too much. This is the mould of its quality. A magnetic contract: to reinvent itself on the other side of dream, each day. And such dreams, smouldering against the tidal spine of the river, telling and retelling the tales that must be told to manifest a city’s bones. Whispering the night architecture back into stone.
Iain Sinclair (b.1943), London: A City of Disappearances
2 thoughts on “London in Quotations: Iain Sinclair”
Very lyrical, but did he ever live there? I did, and it was noisy 24/7. I don’t agree that it ‘sleeps too much’.
It was pretty busy when I worked nights.
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