Quotes from John Fowles

was too green to know that all cynicism masks a failure to cope—an impotence, in short; and that to despise all effort is the greatest effort of all.

Labor is a man crowning glory. Not this man's. I quote Marx I raised my hands. The pickaxe handle had been rough. I quote blisters.

Comprendo que soy terriblemente cobarde. No quiero morir, porque amo la vida apasionadamente. ¡Nunca había sabido hasta hoy cuánta es mi ansia de vivir! Si consigo librarme de este infierno, jamás podré volver a ser lo que era antes.

Duty largely consists of pretending that the trivial is critical, and I was never accomplished at that. 'I

The stairs were certainly steep; and in those days, when they could rarely see their own feet, women were always falling; it was a commonplace of domestic life.

Let those love now who've never loved; let those who've loved, love yet again.

And I'll tell you what a modern satyr is. He's someone who invents a woman on paper so that he can force her to say and do things no real woman in her right mind ever would.

You accept that you are English. You don't pretend that you'd rather be French or Italian or something else.

El sexo nada importa. El amor, sí

Sex is just an activity, like anything else. It's not dirty, it's just two people playing with each other's bodies. Like dancing. Like a game.

You don't have any time for silly trivial things. You live seriously. You don't go to silly films, even if you want to; you don't read cheap newspapers; you don't listen to trash on the wireless and the telly; you don't waste time talking about nothing. You use your life.

A fost odat? un tân?r prinÈ› care credea în toate lucrurile, în afar? de trei. Nu credea în prinÈ›ese, nu credea în insule, nu credea în Dumnezeu. Împ?ratul, tat?l s?u, îi spusese c? aceste lucruri nu exist?. ?i cum nu erau nici prinÈ›ese, nici insule È™i nici vreun semn al existenÈ›ei lui Dumnezeu în împ?r??ia tat?lui s?u, tân?rul prinÈ› îi d?du crezare.

German is to death what Latin is to ritual religion – entirely appropriate.

The height the dupe has fallen is measured by his anger.

He had not the benefit of existentialist terminology; but what he felt was a very clear case of the anxiety of freedom - that is, the realization that one is free and the realization that being free is a situation of terror

That is how war corrupts us. It plays on our pride in our own free will.

Birine ba??rmak, hala bir ba??n bulunduÄŸunu gösterir.

It was like a journey into space. I was standing on Mars, knee-deep in thyme, under a sky that seemed never to have known dust or cloud.

The truth was I was not a cynic by nature; only by revolt. I had got away from what I hated, but I hadn't found where I loved, and so I pretended that there was nowhere to love.

Fluttering against the glass. Because I can see through it, I still think I can escape.

His name was Captain Montague. He had broken his leg some time before and so had been unfit for active service till then. A kind of phosphorescent pale elegance about his face. A delicate, gallant moustache. He was one of the most supremely stupid men I have ever met. He taught me a great deal.

In my opinion a lot of people who may seem happy now would do what I did or similar things if they had the money and the time. I

Kuulamine nõuab kahte poolt. Ühte, kes annab, ja teist, kes võtab, mida antakse.

We hardly said anything, we seemed to communicate through the chessmen, there was something very symbolic about my winning. That he wished me to feel. I don't know what it was. I don't know whether it was that he wanted me to see my "virtue" triumphed over his "vice" or something subtler, that sometimes losing is winning.