How alike are the groans of love to those of the dying.

- Malcolm Lowry

What I have absolutely no sympathy with is the legislator, the man who seeks, for his own profit, to exploit the weaknesses of those who are unable t…

- Malcolm Lowry

Perhaps his tragedy is that he is the one normal writer left on earth and it is this that adds to his isolation and so to his sense of guilt.

- Malcolm Lowry

God, how pointless and empty the world is! Days filled with cheap and tarnished moments succeed each other, restless and haunted nights follow in bit…

- Malcolm Lowry

Never think that by releasing me you will be free. You would only condemn us to an ultimate hell on earth. You would only free something else to dest…

- Malcolm Lowry

The howling pariah dogs, the cocks that herald dawn all night, the drumming, the moaning that will be found later white plumage huddled on telegraph …

- Malcolm Lowry

What is man but a little soul holding up a corpse?

- Malcolm Lowry

The Consul felt a pang. Ah, to have a horse, and gallop away, singing, to someone you loved perhaps, into the heart of all the simplicity and peace i…

- Malcolm Lowry

Adiós," she added in Spanish, "I have no house only a shadow. But whenever you are in need of a shadow, my shadow is yours." "Thank you." "Sank you."…

- Malcolm Lowry