A wonderful sentiment and image to encounter as one wanders the Tube and streets of London.
Writing Britain at the British Library
Laurence Durrell (1974)
Toby as a victim of the historical virus could not look at the town without seeing it historically, so to speak...
'… it seemed incomprehensible to him that this building could have succumbed to the destruction so completely in such a short space of time, that it could stand here in the middle of a growing, constantly evolving city and at the same time continue to disintegrate from the inside out, and he thought about the many memories of this place, its stories, which, given it had no memory of its own, were being consumed together with its interior without ever having been heard or recorded.'