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1bdcc91 The truth was she couldn't do ugly things. She was too beautiful. John Fowles
09f9d5e The thing I felt most clearly, when the first corner was turned, was that I had escaped. Obscurer, but no less strong, was the feeling that she loved me more than I loved her, and that consequently I had in some indefinable way won. John Fowles
604f5e7 My only certainty in life is that I shall one day die. I can be certain of nothing else in the future. But either we survive (and so far in human history a vast majority has always survived) and having survived when we might not have done so gives us what we call happiness; or we do not survive and do not know it. John Fowles
211ee1e He stared to sea. "I gave up all ideas of practicing medicine. In spite of what I have just said about the wave and the water, in those years in France I am afraid I lived a selfish life. That is, I offered myself every pleasure. I traveled a great deal. I lost some money dabbling in the theatre, but I made much more dabbling on the Bourse. I gained a great many amusing friends, some of whom are now quite famous. But I was never very happy... unhappiness rich John Fowles
9c03c59 You use your life. John Fowles
b8810c7 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 cubist or something and then they put him in a drawer and don't see him as a living individual painter any more. names hate people living classify collectors cubism cubist drawer impressionism impressionist painter naming individual collect forget John Fowles
4a64fa7 Love is something that comes in different clothes, with a different way and different face, and perhaps it takes a long time for you to accept it, to be able to call it love. John Fowles
357e9dc You despise the real bourgeois classes for all their snobbishness and their snobbish voices and ways. You do, don't you? Yet all you put in their place is a horrid little refusal to have nasty thoughts or do nasty things or be nasty in any way. Do you know that every great thing in the story of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love,.. hatred thoughts feelings passion beauty life love truth bourgeois despise horrid refusal snobbish snob classes nasty snobbishness class beautiful thought John Fowles
6041560 Everything free and decent in life is being locked away in filthy little cellars by beastly people who don't care. free people care life beastly cellars decent filthy locked cellar John Fowles
10dcb12 A look I shall never forget, because it was almost one of hatred, and hatred in her face was like spite in the Virgen Mary's; it reversed the entire order of nature. John Fowles
58f4a29 Charles gave his hat to Mary, set his lapels, wished he were dead, then went down the hall and into his ordeal. John Fowles
b5002ac Ia - ego bezumie. Gody naprolet on iskal, vo chto by voplotit' svoe bezumie. I nashel menia. John Fowles
e4b466e If Rome, a city of the vulgar living, had been depressing after Greece, London, a city of the drab dead, was fifty times worse. John Fowles
f3a73ea I suppose I'd had, by the standards of that pre-permissive time, a good deal of sex for my age. Girls, or a certain kind of girl, liked me; I had a car-not so common among undergraduates in those days-and I had some money. I wasn't ugly; and even more important, I had my loneliness, which, as every cad knows, is a deadly weapon with women. My 'technique' was to make a show of unpredictability, cynicism, and indifference. Then, like a conjur.. seduction-technique John Fowles
38306cb Your first reaction is the characteristic one of your contrasuggestible century: to disbelieve, to disprove. I see this very clearly underneath your politeness. disproof John Fowles
8d880a4 Not that I will paint in my own way, live in my own way, speak in my own way--they don't mind that. It even excites them. But what they can't stand is that I hate them when they don't behave in their own way. John Fowles
9a7cbfb Because they died, we know we still live. Because a star explodes and a thousand worlds like ours die, we know this world is. That is the smile: that what might not be, is. death possibilities smile John Fowles
dea445f One writes things and the implications shriek- it's like suddenly realizing one's deaf. John Fowles
2e6f423 You have shared your secret. I think you will find it to be an unburdening in many other ways. You have very considerable natural advantages. You have nothing to fear from life. A day will come when these recent unhappy years may seem no more than that cloud-stain over there upon Chesil Bank. You shall stand in sunlight--and smile at your own past sorrows. past secrets John Fowles
7173e5a I'm Emma with her silly little clever-clever theories of love and marriage, and love is something that comes in different clothes, with a different way and different face, and perhaps it takes a long time for you to accept it, to be able to call it love. John Fowles
a0c1124 She had only a candle's light to see by, but candlelight never did badly by any woman. women humor John Fowles
79dd8ff But he was absolutely alone. No one ever wrote to him. Visited him. Totally alone. And I believe the happiest man I have ever met. solitude loneliness John Fowles
7742983 Nice girl, dear boy." "Oh . . ." I shrugged. "You know." "Most attractive." "Cheaper than central heating." "I'm sure." nice-girl John Fowles
e4f56f4 Man is an everlack, an infinite withoutness, afloat on an apparently endless ocean of apparently endless indifference to individual things. Obscurely he sees catastrophes happening to other rafts, rafts that are too distant for him to determine whether they have other humans aboard, but too numerous and too identical for him to presume that they have not. John Fowles
cc660e2 The river of life, of mysterious laws and mysterious choice, flows past a deserted embankment; and along that other deserted embankment Charles now begins to pace, a man behind the invisible gun carriage on which rests his own corpse. He walks towards an imminent, self-given death? I think not; for he has at which to build; has already begun, though he would still bitterly deny it, thought there are tears in his eyes to support his denial, .. life John Fowles
5df0897 He makes me change, he makes me want to dance round him, bewilder him, dazzle him, dumbfound him. He' so slow, so unimaginative, so lifeless. Like zinc white. I see it's a sort of tyranny he has over me. He forces me to be changeable, to act. To show off. The hateful tyranny of weak people. John Fowles
9a4e466 In our age it is not sex that raises its ugly head, but love. sex modernity John Fowles
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fc059cc It was not the mask I was afraid of...but of what lay behind the mask. The eternal source of all fear, all horror, all real evil, man himself John Fowles
5afc299 Death starves us of life. So we learn to fabricate our own immortalities. immortality life fabricate immortalities fabrication starve John Fowles
bc78915 A mixture, before the English, of irritation and bafflement, of having this same language, same past, so many same things, and yet not belonging to them any more. Being worse than rootless... speciesless. past belong rootless speciesless irritation belonging english roots language england John Fowles
dbae94a I could offer no consolation and I do not think he wanted any. There are situations in which consolation only threatens the equilibrium that time has instituted. John Fowles
36edcf9 Greece is like a mirror. It makes you suffer. Then you learn. John Fowles
a2dc355 Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish in ourselves if we are to live in society. It John Fowles
58aa550 Talking about acting is like boasting about pictures you're going to paint. The most terrible bad form. John Fowles
d5f949d There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not any more what you will become. It is what you are and always will be. John Fowles
2df8242 Siradan insan uygarligin lanetidir. fiction psycology crime John Fowles
e3e610e 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 realta i romanzieri scrivono per un'infinita varieta di ragioni: per il denaro, per la fama, per i recensori, per i genitori, per gli amici, per le persone amate; per vanita, per orgoglio, per curiosita, per divertimento: nello stesso modo in cu.. John Fowles
0156ff5 Ogni epoca, ogni epoca colpevole, erige alte mura intorno alle sue Versailles; e io personalmente le odio ancora di piu quando vengono costruite dalla letteratura e dall'arte. John Fowles
5136c59 there are times when silence is a poem. John Fowles
dd549dd It was curious how quiet that last evening was; as if I had already left, and we were just two ghosts talking to each other. quietness separation John Fowles
aa8771b The feeling that he would probably betray me. And I've always thought of marriage as a sort of young adventure, two people of the same age setting out together, discovering together, growing together. But I would have nothing to tell him, nothing to show him. All the helping would be on his side. John Fowles
c51882f Lizards flashed up the pine-trunks like living emerald necklaces. John Fowles
8a4a015 Long afterwards I realized why some men, racing drivers and their like, become addicted to speed. There are those of us who never see death ahead, but eternally behind: in any moment that stops and thinks. John Fowles
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