I could wander about the dusky streets in Holborn & Bloomsbury for hours. The things one sees – – & guesses at – the tumult & riot & busyness of it all – Crowded streets are the only places, too, that ever make me what‑in‑the‑case of another‑one‑might‑call think. Virginia Woolf, Diary
The city, just like a literary text, is a polyvalent space, in which numerous possible meanings are present and cross and intertwine; it is a moving game of meanings and references. Daniela Hodrová, A Sensible City
