“For the bookish, London is a book. For criminals, a map of opportunities. For unpapered immigrants, it is a nest of skinned eyes; sanctioned gunmen ready to blow your head off as you run for a train. When the city of distorting mirrors revealed itself, through its districts and discriminations, I discovered more about London's past as a reworking of my own submerged history.” BookEyeRunningPastOpportunityMy OwnCitiesReadyMirrorsTrainBlowLondonCriminalsDiscriminationImmigrantsMapsNestsSubmergedGunmen Book:London: City of Disappearances Source: London: City of Disappearances
“Well, I aren't like a bird-clapper, forced to make a rattle when the wind blows on me. I can keep my own counsel when there's no good i' speaking.” WellsI CanMy OwnWindBirdBlow Book:Adam Bede Source: Adam Bede
“I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain-side.” CountryWould BeSidesMy OwnWalksWindMountainBlowGuidesGreyFeedingFlocksCountry LifeVex Book:Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell Source: Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell