Occupation: Writer Birth: March 4, 1928 Death: April 25, 2010
Whatever people think I am or say I am, that's what I am not..
You should think about nobody and go your own way, not on a course marked out for you by people holding mugs of water and bottles of iodine in case y….
The art of writing is to explain the complications of the human soul with the simplicity that can be universally understood..
For it was Saturday night, the best and bingiest glad-time of the week, one of the fifty-two holidays in the slow-turning Big Wheel of the year, a vi….
Government wars aren't my wars; they've got nowt to do with me, because my own war's all that I'll ever be bothered about..
It's a treat being a runner, out in the world by yourself with not a soul to make you bad-tempered or tell you what to do..
Walking the streets on winter nights kept him warm, despite the cold nocturnal passions of uprising winds. His footsteps led between trade-marked hou….
You can always rely on a society of equals taking it out on the women..
All I'm out for is a good time - all the rest is propaganda..
I'm me and nobody else; and whatever people think I am or say I am, that's what I'm not, because they don't know a bloody thing about me..
Well, it's a good life and a good world, all said and done, if you don't weaken..
Everybody thinks theyll never get married at your age. You think you can go on all your life being single, but you suddenly find out that you cant..
If you went through life refusing all the bait dangled in front of you, that would be no life at all. No changes would be made and you would have not….
I realized it might be possible to do such a thing, run for money, trot for wages on piece work at a bob a puff rising bit by bit to a guinea a gasp ….
the long-distance run of an early morning makes me think that every run like this is a life- a little life, I know- but a life as full of misery and ….