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Quotes from John Fowles

If there is a God he's a great loathsome spider in the darkness.
~ John Fowles
I have a strange illusion quite often. I think I've become deaf. I have to make a little noise to prove I'm not. I clear my throat to show myself that everything is normal. It's like the little Japanese girl they found in the ruins of Hiroshima. Everything dead; and she was singing to her doll.
~ John Fowles
Sometimes I almost pity them. I think I have a freedom they cannot understand. No insult, no blame can touch me. Because I have set myself beyond the pale. I am nothing, I am hardly human any more. I am the French Lieutenant's Whore.
~ John Fowles
For him the tragedy of Homo sapiens is that the least fit to survive breed the most.
~ John Fowles
I knew I would always want to go on living with myself, however hollow I became, however diseased.
~ John Fowles
That's the trouble with provincial life. Everyone knows everyone and there is no mystery. No romance.
~ John Fowles
In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.
~ John Fowles
Time in itself, absolutely, does not exist; it is always relative to some observer or some object. Without a clock I say 'I do not know the time' . Without matter time itself is unknowable. Time is a function of matter; and matter therefore is the clock that makes infinity real.
~ John Fowles
Piers is always going on about how he hated Stowe. As if that solves everything, as if to hate something means it can't have affected you.
~ John Fowles
Ask me to marry you. Will you marry me? No.
~ John Fowles
It's rather like your voice. You put up with your voice and speak with it because you haven't any choice. But it's what you say that counts. It's what distinguishes all great art from the other kind.
~ John Fowles
It's no good. I've been trying to sleep for the last half-hour, and I can't. Writing here is a sort of drug. It's the only thing I look forward to. This afternoon I read what I wrote... And it seemed vivid. I know it seems vivid because my imagination fills in all the bits another person wouldn't understand. I mean, it's vanity. But it seems a sort of magic... And I just can't live in this present. I would go mad if I did
~ John Fowles
But however good you get at translating personality into line or paint it's no go if your personality isn't worth translating.
~ John Fowles
Wealth is a monster. It takes a month to learn to control it financially. And many years to learn to control it psychologically.
~ John Fowles
She's always looking for poetry and passion and sensitivity, the whole Romantic kitchen. I live on a rather simpler diet.' 'Prose and pudding?' 'I don't expect attractive men necessarily to have attractive souls.
~ John Fowles
Think. In a minute from now you could be saying, I risked death. I threw for life, and I won life. It is a very wonderful feeling. To have survived.
~ John Fowles
We can sometimes recognize the looks of a century ago on a modern face; but never those of a century to come.
~ John Fowles
The evolution of human mentality has put us all in vitro now, behind the glass wall of our own ingenuity.
~ John Fowles
And I envy you. You have the one thing that matters. You have all your discoveries before you.
~ John Fowles
He knew the world and its absurdities as only an intelligent Irishman can; which is to say that where his knowledge or memory failed him, his imagination was always ready to fill the gap.
~ John Fowles
It came to me…that I didn't want to be anywhere else in the world at that moment, that what I was feeling at that moment justified all I had been through, because all I had been through was my being there. I was experiencing…a new self-acceptance, a sense that I had to be this mind and this body, its vices and its virtues, and that I had no other chance or choice.
~ John Fowles
I was worse off than even Alison was; she hated life, I hated mysef. I had created nothing, I belonged to nothingness, to the néant, and it seemed to me that my own death was the only thing left that I could create.
~ John Fowles
It's like the day you realize dolls are dolls. I pick up my old self and I see it's silly. A toy I've played with too often. It's a little sad, like an old golliwog at the bottom of the cupboard. Innocent and used-up and proud and silly.
~ John Fowles
But forgetting's not something you do, it happens to you.
~ John Fowles