Quotes from Leonora Carrington

If you are in a condition of inferiority, I think it affects you very much creatively. You have incredible visions but you might be too bashful to show them. Your creativity becomes inhibited. I've always found women as individuals as stupid or as intelligent as men. I've never had any reason to find them otherwise.

Hayvanlar?n kurumlara al?nmad???n? söylediÄŸini san?yordum. K?rk tane polis köpeÄŸi herhalde kesinlikle hayvand?r öyle deÄŸil mi?" "Polis köpekler asl?nda düzgün konuÅŸan hayvanlar deÄŸildir. Polis köpekleri, hayvan zihniyetinden yoksun sapk?n hayvanlard?r. Polisler insan m? ki polis köpekleri hayvan olsun?

This secluded spot was the haunt of thousands of honey bees that zimmed all through the warm days at their business. I could sit amongst the bees for hours on end and feel happy, although why they pleased me so I cannot tell.

Darling stop being philosophical, it doesn't suit you, it makes your nose red.

Cast down by sadness, I walked far into the mountains where the cypresses grew so pointed one would have taken them for arms, where the brambles had thorns as big as claws.

Isn't it enough that the world is full of ugly human beings without making copies of them?

If young people tell me I'm young at heart, I take offence -- I'm OLD at heart. Si la gente joven me dice que soy joven de corazón, me ofendo: soy VIEJA de corazón.

hundred and ten is not such a great age, from a biblical point of view at least.

El arte es una magia que hace que las horas se desvanezcan e incluso que los días se disuelvan en segundos.

What nonsense! There's nothing so clean as a healthy pussy!

Qué haré? —dije—. Es una pena suicidarse después de haber vivido noventa y nueve años sin entender nada.

Mi estómago era el lugar donde se asentaba la sociedad, pero también el punto por donde me unía con todos los elementos de la tierra.

The 'Sainthood', I may say, was actually forced upon me. If anyone would like to avoid becoming holy, they should immediately read this entire story.

Time, as we all know, passes. Whether it returns in quite the same way is doubtful.

Military people never seem to apologize for killing each other yet novelists feel ashamed for writing some nice inert paper book that is not certain to be read by anybody. Values are very strange, they change so quickly I can't keep track of them.

Houses are really bodies. We connect ourselves with walls, roofs, and objects just as we hang on to our livers, skeletons, flesh and bloodstream.

I want to invite you to come for a stroll in the menagerie,' I said, feeling pretty uncomfortable. 'But it's too early,' she replied. 'It isn't five o'clock yet. I never get up before ten.' 'It's lovely out,' I added. "Oh, all right, if you insist.' We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

Strange how the bible always seems to end up in misery and cataclysm. I often wondered how their angry and vicious God became so popular. Humanity is very strange and I don't pretend to understand anything, however why worship something that only sends you plagues and massacres? and why was Eve blamed for everything?

There was no remedy for the needle in my heart with its long thread of old blood.

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

People under seventy and over seven are very unreliable if they are not cats.

You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and I can see the rhododendrons through your stomach. It's not that you are dead or anything dramatic like that, it is simply that you are fading away and I can't even remember your name.

One has to be careful what one takes when one goes away forever.

I am never lonely, Galahad. Or rather I never suffer from loneliness. I suffer much from the idea that my loneliness might be taken away from me by a lot of mercilessly well-meaning people.