Quotes About Author

I am not sure, but I think it was in connection with a discussion on Maeterlinck.

I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young men entirely to the want of the soothing weed.

A Surreyside Saturday-night audience are generally inclined to be cheerful, and, if the fun on the stage doesn't satisfy them, they rely on their own resources.

I wrote a poem once — a simple thing, but instinct with longing — while sitting under a tree and listening to the cooing of a pigeon. But that was in the afternoon. My only longing now was for a gun. Three

In the present instance, going back to the liver-pill circular, I had the symptoms, beyond all mistake, the chief among them being "a general disinclination to work of any kind." What I suffer in that way no tongue can tell.  From my

Has he been snatched up to heaven?" I queried. "They'd hardly have taken the pie too," said George.

To the grave-faced JESTER to whom all life is but a volume of old humour -

who weighs about twelve stone. 

All he had was a concept, which could not be copyrighted. Ideas are in the public domain.

It was an amazing revelation in the subtleties of human psychology. The illusion of success becomes its own reality.

Choice words in precise order bear power unmatched by amplified images and sound and technical magic (Writing for the Soul, p. 54).

For me, the lame part of the Sixties was the political part, the social part. The real part was the spiritual part.

Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing what for across the morning sky.

did not have enough substance to trigger the opening of a supermarket door

Thanks," she said, and went back to the coffee urn. Not exactly chummy. Suddenly grumpy Alvina

And where were you last night?" said Beans. It occurred to Palmer that he had a right to questions of his own. "Where was I ? Where were you ?

The Germans puzzled me. What a waste. Was such a destitute, cruel world worth ruling?

Mr. Kosinski won the National Book Award for Steps

Well, we'll have to agree to disagree." I hated that phrase. It was code for, "I know you're too obtuse to ever see how I right I am, so to get any satisfaction out of this discussion, I'm going to pretend to be more reasonable than you. Oh, and get the last word in.

week, listening to the horrible racket of tumbling, grinding stone, and when they came out, they'd morphed from rocks to treasure? That's what Jessica Morrell does for my books. She's the polisher, my manuscripts are the stones, and the grinding sound is me complaining because

Ptolemy Horoscope is an astrologer and interpreter of the stars. In 1716 he is living in Little Britain, the "bibliopolitical part of London

Those interested in excellent, discomfort-inducing horror should read the first four chapters of The Beetle. Those interested in watching potential be wasted should continue beyond that.

Mr. Gespenst was created by E.E. Kellett and appeared in "The Tables Turned" (Pearson's Magazine, January 1903). Ernest Edward Kellett (1864-1950) wrote widely on subjects from literature to music to religion. He also created Nameless Man (VI). "The Tables Turned" is an amusing comic ghost story.

Shelley was also the wife of the great poet and rotter Percy Bysshe Shelley.