#london

I haven't seen the film yet because I just got in from London. In the scenes where the two characters are bantering with each other, it is like bobbing at the net in tennis. ↗

— Albert Finney

#characters #each #film #got #haven

The London Games will be designed for the athletes and we will provide them with the very best venues and the very best conditions to pursue their sporting dreams in London. ↗

— Sebastian Coe

#best #conditions #designed #dreams #games

I suppose in London they all drink from the same watering holes. ↗

— Trisha Goddard

#holes #i #london #same #suppose

I thought of Paris as a beauty spot on the face of the earth, and of London as a big freckle. ↗

— James Weldon Johnson

#big #earth #face #i #london

Sometimes I miss the spirit of London, but it's a very gray place. ↗

— Claire Forlani

#i #london #miss #place #sometimes

A man may learn from his Bible to be a more thorough gentleman than if he had been brought up in all the drawing-rooms in London. ↗

— Charles Kingsley

#bible #brought #gentleman #had #his

I've noticed that once you leave London you do kind of become a bit more famous. People in London are a bit too cool for school. It's not so unusual to see someone from London in the street. But outside of London people are a bit more excited to see you and come out and support you. ↗

— David Walliams

#bit #come #cool #excited #famous

[Soho] is all things to all men, catering comprehensively for those needs which money can buy. You see it as you wish. An agreeable place to dine; a cosmopolitan village tucked away behind Piccadilly with its own mysterious village life, one of the best shopping centres for food in London, the nastiest and most sordid nursery of crime in Europe. Even the travel journalists, obsessed by its ambiguities, can't make up their minds. ↗

— P.D. James

#city-life #london #metropolis #soho #food

Perhaps it was that I wanted to see what I had learned, what I had read, what I had imagined, that I would never be able to see the city of London without seeing it through the overarching scrim of every description of it I had read before. When I turn the corner into a small, quiet, leafy square, am I really seeing it fresh, or am I both looking and remembering? [...] This is both the beauty and excitement of London, and its cross to bear, too. There is a tendency for visitors to turn the place into a theme park, the Disney World of social class, innate dignity, crooked streets, and grand houses, with a cavalcade of monarchs as varied and cartoony as Mickey Mouse, Snow White, and, at least in the opinion of various Briths broadhseets, Goofy. 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

#clichés #fiction #fictional-london #imagination #literary-london

Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn, A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many, I had not thought death had undone so many. Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled, And each man fixed his eyes before his feet. Flowed up the hill and down King William Street, To where St Mary Woolnoth kept the hours With a dead sound on the final stock of nine. There I saw one I knew, and stopped him crying: 'Stetson! You, who were with me in the ships at Mylae! That corpse you planted last year in your garden, Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year? Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed? Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men, Or with his nails he'll dig it up again! You! hypocrite lecteur!-mon semblable,-mon frere! ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#fear #humanity #london #the-wasteland #war