If I could only escape, if I could only escape... he murmured the words to himself a dozen times; then metaphorically shook himself for being so impractical, so romantic, so dutiless.
If Rome, a city of the vulgar living, had been depressing after Greece, London, a city of the drab dead, was fifty times worse.
If it makes you happier – I’m free.’ The rain came in sudden great swathes across the tree-tops and hit the windows and the roof; like spring rain, out of season. The bedroom air seemed full of unspok...
If you forget everything else about me, please remember this. I walked down that street and I never looked back and I love you. I love you. I love you so much that I shall hate you for ever for today.
It is only when our characters and events begin to disobey us that they begin to live.
It makes me sick,the blindness, deadness, out-of-dateness, stodginess and, yes, sheer jealous malice of the great bulk of England.
It's no good. I've been trying to sleep for the last half-hour, and I can't. Writing here is a sort of drug. It's the only thing I look forward to. This afternoon I read what I wrote... And it seemed...
That is the great distinction between the sexes. Men see objects, women see the relationship between objects. Whether the objects need each other, love each other, match each other. It is an extra dim...
المسألة ليست ذلك الرجل الواحد الذي لديه الشجاعة أن يكون شريراو لكنها تلك الملايين التي لم يكن لديها الشجاعة لأن يكونوا أخيارا
كلما فهمت الحرية على نحو افضل , كلما اصبحت اقل امتلاكاً لها
Nicholas, daca vrem sa incercam sa reproducem, fie si numai partial, cate ceva despre legile misterioase care guverneaza existenta, atunci trebuie sa stim sa depasim unele din conventiile pe care omul...
All cynicism masks a failure to cope.
1. ‘ I hate people who collect things and classify things and give them names and then forget all about them. That’s what people are always doing in art.They call a painter an impressionist or a cubis...
And yes, he had more dignity than I did then and I felt small, mean. Always sneering at him, jabbing him, hating him and showing it. It was funny, we sat in silence facing each other and I had a feeli...
But forgetting's not something you do, it happens to you. Only it didn't happen to me
Duty largely consists of pretending that the trivial is critical, and I was never accomplished at that. ‘I
Forse voi credete che i romanzieri abbiano sempre un piano predeterminato per il loro lavoro, e che il futuro previsto nel primo capitolo sia sempre, inesorabilmente, il presente del tredicesimo. In r...
He's not human; he's an empty space disguised as a human.
I acquired expensive habits and affected manners. I got a third-class degree and a first-class illusion: that I was a poet. But nothing could have been less poetic that my seeing-through-all boredom w...
I happily forgot his little collection of crimped and cramped fruit trees in my own new world, my America of endless natural ones in Devon.
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