London, How Could One Ever Be Tired

London, How Could One Ever Be Tired Of It?

Scenery Can Be A Violent Stimulant.

There Are Some People Who Cannot Get Onto A Train Without Imagining That They Are About To Voyage Into The Significant Unknown; As Though The Notion Of Movement Were Inseparably Connected With The Notion Of Discovery, As Though Each Displacement Of The Body Were A Displacement Of The Soul.

Why Can't People Be Both Flexible And Efficient?

England's Not A Bad Country? It's Just A Mean, Cold, Ugly, Divided, Tired, Clapped-out, Post-imperial, Post- Industrial Slag-heap Covered In Polystyrene Hamburger Cartons. 286