Occupation: Writer Birth: February 25, 1917 Death: November 22, 1993
If you expect the worst from a person, you can't ever be disappointed... The pessimist takes a sort of gloomy pleasure in observing the depths to whi….
He said it was artificial respiration, but now I find I am to have his child..
As we grow older, the memories of early life brighten, those of maturity and senescence grow dim and confused..
I viddied that thinking is for the gloopy ones and that the oomny ones use like inspiration and what Bog sends. For now it was lovely music that came….
Sanity is a handicap and liability if you're living in a mad world..
Literature is all, or mostly, about sex..
A perverse nature can be stimulated by anything. Any book can be used as a pornographic instrument, even a great work of literature if the mind that ….
We only need to wear shoes because the British built roads which hurt our feet..
One goes on writing partly because it is the only available way of earning a living. It is a hard way and highly competitive. My heart drops into my ….
Put it off for a bit. All life is putting off. Well, not entirely..
Delimitation is always difficult. The world is one, life is one. The sweetest and most heavenly of activities partake in some measure of violence - t….
The essence of pop stardom is immaturity - a wretched little pseudo-musical gift, a development of the capacity to shock, a short-lived notoriety, ex….
I was very lighthearted. This often the way when the abandonment of personal responsibility is enforced: neither wronged innocence or just guilt can ….
laws and conditions appropriate to a mechanical creation, against this I raise my sword-pen..
Life is sustained by the grinding opposition of moral entities..
Keep away from physicians. It is all probing and guessing and pretending with them. They leave it to Nature to cure in her own time, but they take th….
How wicked, my brothers, innocent milk must always seem to me now..
All novels are experimental..
Reviewers do not read books with much care . . . their profession is more given to stupidity and malice and literary ignorance even than the professi….
We can destroy what we have written, but we cannot unwrite it..
It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil..