"The minster chimes strike ten. I go to bed very conscious that I am sleeping within the white walls of York, loving her beauty, her peace, her dignity, and the calm, unhurried way she has..." - H. V. Morton, The Call of England
"She does not ask you to love her: she is like London in that. She is there: she is York." - H. V. Morton, The Call of England
"...and right ahead, that classic view of York Minster lifting its towers above the city and the white wall twisting on and on..." - H. V. Morton
"York is the loveliest city in all England. She is England's last real anchor to the Middle Ages." - H. V. Morton, The Call of England
"The walls offer you a three-mile walk, which I consider to be the best before-breakfast walk in England." - H. V. Morton, The Call of England
"The curved platforms of York are well worth the study of any man interested in the personalities of stations." - H. V. Morton, The Call of England
"Was London really only a few hours away down the road? I asked myself. I had made the break."- H. V. Morton, The Call of England
"On one of those gold mornings which April borrows from June, I set out alone in search of new adventures."- H. V. Morton, The Call of England