Quotes About Author

Hamish said: He is the biggest seducer in Cambridge.

Then I can write slowly, re-writing each chapter, carefully with a subtle structured style. If I can ever find a subtle structured style.

Only it would help my morale no end to feel it was a good novel.

But you will never take a walk. You will never be alone. And you hate him because he has deprived you of that: - - walks and aloneness. And you hate him because he is a boy.

Each of these magic seven weeks: writing: not the novel yet, until I'm warmed up.

smiling that smile which puts a benevolent lacquer on the shuddering fear of strangers' gazes

and with a tolerant smile that was a superior lie, I walked on.

Estos cuatro cuadrantes son el mundo físico, el mundo mental, el mundo emocional y el mundo espiritual.

You dozed, and watched the night revealing The thousand sordid images Of which your soul was constituted;

At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea

and we conclude that the division between Conservative verse and vers libre does not exist, for there is only good verse, bad verse, and chaos.

I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat.

Honest criticism and sensible appreciation are directed not upon the poet but upon the poetry.

She is deeply concerned with the ways of the mice — Their behaviour's not good and their manners not nice; So when she has got them lined up on the matting, She teaches them music, crocheting and tatting.

A restless shivering painted shadow In life, she is less than a shadow in death.

Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?

An editor should tell the author his writing is better than it is. Not a lot better, a little better.

the communication Of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.

The world of Swinburne does not depend upon some other world which it simulates; it has the necessary completeness and self-sufficiency for justification and permanence.

I have all of the rightminded feeling about John That you consider appropriate. Only, that's not the language That I choose to be talking. I will not talk yours.

I think: it's strange how the old Can drop off to sleep in the middle of calamity Like children, or like hardened campaigners

He has about him still a kind of terrible beauty, as dangerously beguiling as the grandeur of a storm rushing across the sea.

And here comes The Aeneid, right on schedule," Martine said. Paul looked at her, but if it was a joke, she wasn't smiling.

A piece of writing is a trap and the best kind. A book, you see, is the only kind of trap that keeps its captive—which is knowledge—alive forever.