Quotes from John Fowles

I think intelligence is terrible. It magnifies all one's faults. Complicates things that ought to be simple.

Tavainimene on tsivilisatsiooni nuhtlus. Aga tema on juba ebatavaliselt tavaline.

Besides, in such wells of loneliness is not any coming together closer to humanity than perversity?

Ti-ai pus vreodata intrebarea de ce evolutia speciilor si-a dat atata osteneala sa ajunga la aceasta infinita diversitate de forme si dimensiuni? Asta ti se pare tot o inutila punere in scena?

3. Alegerea Cruta-l pana moare. Chinuie-l pana traieste.

The sun moved, came on me, made me erotic. Sometimes to return is a vulgarity. The profoundest distances are never geographical.

Armastan elada täisverelist elu, armastan kõiki, kes lihtsalt ei istu ja jälgi.

I have hope. But it's all an illusion.

moments one knows only death will obliterate.

only extroverts cry twice..

And the sky all wild, all free, all wind and air and space and stars.

Yapt???n?z ÅŸeyler, daha önce yapt?klar?n?z? belirsizleÅŸtirir.

Just a golden body throwing stones aimlessly into the sea.

Sono gli stessi gradini dai quali Jane Austen fa cadere Louisa Musgrove in Persuasione . Come è romantico. Gli uomini erano romantici... allora.

Never take another human being literally. He added. Even when they are so ignorant that they don't know what 'literally' means.

Aquí en la frontera, caen las hojas. Aunque mis vecinos son todos bárbaros, y tú, tú estás a mil kilómetros de aquí, siempre hay dos tazas en mi mesa.

Hemos estado completamente desnudos uno frente al otro... ¡No podemos estar más separados, sin embargo! Pero lo estamos

Ayn? dile, ayn? geçmiÅŸe ve daha pek çok ayn? ÅŸeye sahip olup da, onlara, Ä°ngilizlere ait olmamaktan kaynaklanan bir öfke ve ÅŸaÅŸk?nl?k kar???m? his. Kökleri olmamaktan beter bir durumdu bu... bir türe ait olamamak.

Moments like modulations come in human relationships: when what has been until then an objective situation, one perhaps described by the mind to itself in semi-literary terms, one it is sufficient merely to classify under some general heading (man with alcoholic problems, woman with unfortunate past, and so on) becomes subjective; becomes unique; becomes, by empathy, instantaneously shared rather than observed.

Perhaps twenty minutes later he realized she had gone to sleep. He quietly removed his now stiff arm, then turned away. It must have woken her a little After a moment he felt her turn as well and lay a hand, instinctively, like a sleeping wife, across his hips; as if, in some dream, he was the one who escaped.

Come clean Charles, come clean

She liked doing things, and only then finding a reason for doing them.

Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish if we are to live in society. It is one I have long ago banished from my life. You wish to be liked. I wish simply to be.

Death is not in the nature of things; it is the nature of things.