Occupation: Novelist Birth: August 27, 1899 Death: April 2, 1966
The fools ran after me and I ran after the whores, foolish though I realized such a proceeding to be..
I thank God daily for the good fortune of my birth, for I am certain I would have made a miserable peasant..
The lucky man is he who knows how much to leave to chance..
A whim, a passing mood, readily induces the novelist to move hearth and home elsewhere. He can always plead work as an excuse to get him out of the c….
There is no other way of writing a novel than to begin at the beginning at to continue to the end..
I'd rather be in trouble for having done something than for not having done anything..
When a man who is drinking neat gin starts talking about his mother he is past all argument..
Novel writing wrecks homes..
I must be like the princess who felt the pea through seven mattresses; each book is a pea..
Novel writing is far and away the most exhausting work I know..
Perhaps that suspicion of fraud enhances the flavor..
A man who writes for a living does not have to go anywhere in particular, and he could rarely afford to if he wanted..
When I die there may be a paragraph or two in the newspapers. My name will linger in the British Museum Reading Room catalogue for a space at the hea….
I formed a resolution to never write a word I did not want to write; to think only of my own tastes and ideals, without a thought of those of editors….
Clairvoyant, Hornblower could foresee that in a year's time, the world would hardy remember the incident. In twenty years, it would be entirely forgo….
I did not ask for objections, but for comments, or helpful suggestions. I looked for more loyalty from you, Captain Hornblower.' That made the whole ….
Everything was in stark and dreadful contrast with the trivial crises and counterfeit emotions of Hollywood, and I returned to England deeply moved a….
I have heard of novels started in the middle, at the end, written in patches to be joined together later, but I have never felt the slightest desire ….
The work is with me when I wake up in the morning; it is with me while I eat my breakfast in bed and run through the newspaper, while I shave and bat….