They come, not to see what London is, or even what it was, but to confirm a kind of picture-postcard view of both, all red telephone kiosks and fog-wreathed alleyways.

Anna Quindlen (b.1953), Imagined London: A Tour of the World’s Greatest Fictional City

One of the things she most liked about the city -apart from all its obvious attractions, the theatre, the galleries, the exhilarating walks by the river- was that so few people ever asked you personal questions.

Julia Gregson (b.1947)

I believe we shall come to care about people less and less. The more people one knows the easier it becomes to replace them. It’s one of the curses of London.

Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914)

I’m leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it’s not raining.

Groucho Marx (1890-1977)

You will recognise, my boy, the first sign of old age: it is when you go out into the streets of London and realize for the first time how young the policemen look.

Sir Seymour Hicks (1871-1949)