London’s like a forest . . . we shall be lost in it.

Mary Elizabeth Braddon (1835-1915), Taken at the Flood

Paris is a woman, but London is an independent man puffing his pipe in a pub.

Jack Kerouac (1922-1969), Lonesome Traveler

Take a perfect day, add six hours of rain and fog, and you have instant London.

Anon, Dick Enberg’s Humorous Quotes for All Occasions

One might fancy that day, the London day, was just beginning. Like a woman who had slipped off her print dress and white apron to array herself in blue and pearls, the day changed, put off stuff, took gauze, changed to evening, and with the same sigh of exhilaration that a woman breathes … but London would have none of it, and rushed her bayonets into the sky, pinioned her, constrained her to partnership in her revelry.

Virginia Woolf (1882-1941), Mrs. Dalloway

London’s like a monster with one hundred arms … as wide as it’s long. It’s noisy. It’s dirty. It’s everything. You’ll see.

Kevin Crossley-Holland (b.1941), Crossing to Paradise, 2006