Literature Quotes - Page 62

The only really happy folk are married women and single men.

Biologically the species is the accumulation of the experiments of all its successful individuals since the beginning.

One of the darkest evils of our world is surely the unteachable wildness of the Good.

The artist must be in his work as God is in creation, invisible and all-powerful; one must sense him everywhere but never see him.

The faster the word sticks to the thought, the more beautiful is the effect.

One never tires of what is well written, style is life! It is the very blood of thought!

My parents were founders of the Cuban Communist Party, and I grew up extremely poor.

I know that many writers have had to write under censorship and yet produced good novels; for instance, Cervantes wrote Don Quixote under Catholic censorship.

He felt the loyalty we feel to unhappiness - the sense that is where we really belong.

Many writers who choose to be active in the world lose not virtue but time, and that stillness without which literature cannot be made.

When we really worship anything, we love not only its clearness but its obscurity. We exult in its very invisibility.

All slang is metaphor, and all metaphor is poetry.

Classic literature is still something that hangs in the air like a song.

I like a view but I like to sit with my back turned to it.

In France one must adapt oneself to the fragrance of a urinal.

The modern state no longer has anything but rights; it does not recognize duties any more.

Literature ... is the rediscovery of childhood.

Oceania was at war with Eurasia; therefore Oceania had always been at war with Eurasia.

Dickens is one of those authors who are well worth stealing.

Where there is no choice, we do well to make no difficulty.

An actor without a playwright is like a hole without a doughnut.

Mortals are easily tempted to pinch the life out of their neighbour's buzzing glory, and think that such killing is no murder.

Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return.

There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.

In every parting there is an image of death.