Literature Quotes - Page 74

I have owed you this letter for a very long time-but my fingers have avoided the pencil as though it were an old and poisoned tool.

I have not written in vain if I have heretofore done anything towards diminishing the reputation of the Renaissance landscape painting.

Large fortunes are all founded either on the occupation of land, or lending or the taxation of labor.

Politics are vulgar when they are not liberalised by history, and history fades into mere literature when it loses sight of its relation to practical politics.

But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.

Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.

The plea for the predominance of learning to read in early school life because of the great importance attaching to literature seems to be a perversion.

Literature is an investment of genius which pays dividends to all subsequent times.

Some men are like nails, very easily drawn; others however are more like rivets never drawn at all.

Upon the creatures we have made, we are, ourselves, at last, dependent.

Objects in pictures should so be arranged as by their very position to tell their own story.

No one has ever learned fully to know themselves.

Nothing is more fearful than imagination without taste.

I'm not rational enough to be a good journalist.

I don't know what psychotherapy does. I have been seeing the same person for 26 years now.

Writing as a woman presents enormous problems but I have attempted it several times and haven't had many complaints.

When for so long you can't get a job for reasons that seem specious, you you finally do have it, you are constantly afraid of losing it.

Walking into a room filled with people you don't know but who know you brings out your worst vulnerabilities.

News events cannot be controlled, nor can newscasts be mapped out like entertainment shows.

Anything outside marriage seems like freedom and excitement.

I hated historical novels with fluttering cloaks.

One room is always enough for one person. Two rooms is not enough for two people. That is one of the conundrums in life.

London is a small place, and it is very incestuous. People know where you live. Everybody is sort of on top of each other.

That is exactly the writer's problem. What does literature stand for in a hungry world?

Whenever, at a party, I have been in the mood to study fools, I have always looked for a great beauty: they always gather round her like flies around a fruit stall.