My cousin’s gay, he went to London only to find out that Big Ben was a clock.

Rodney Dangerfield (1921-2004)

A London boy, oh a London boy, your flashy clothes are your pride and joy, a London boy, a London boy, you’re crying out loud that you’re a London boy.

David Bowie (b.1947)

In London everyone is different, and that means anyone can fit in.

Paddington Bear

I’ve been walking about London for the last 30 years, and I find something fresh in it everyday.

Walter Besant (1836-1901)

I wander thro’ each charter’d street, / Near where the charter’d Thames does flow. / And mark in every face I meet / Marks of weakness, marks of woe. / In every cry of every Man, / In every Infants cry of fear, / In every voice: in every ban, / The mind-forg’d manacles I hear / How the Chimney-sweepers cry / Every blackning Church appalls, / And the hapless Soldiers sigh / Runs in blood down Palace walls / But most thro’ midnight streets I hear / How the youthful Harlots curse / Blasts the new-born Infants tear / And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.

William Blake (1916-1997), Songs of Innocence and of Experience