Quotes About Amis

Making Cocoa For Kingsley Amis It was a dream I had last week And some kind of record seemed vital. I knew it wouldn't be much of a poem But I love the title.

Nous savions que si l'intelligence du texte est une rude et solitaire conquête de l'esprit, la blague stupide établit, elle, une connivence reposante qui ne se partage qu'entre amis de confiance. C'est avec nos intimes que nous échangeons les histoires les plus bêtes, façon de rendre un hommage implicite à la finesse de leur esprit. Avec les autres, on fait les malins, on déballe son savoir, on en installe, on séduit.

Kingsley Amis was a lenient father. His paternal style, in the early years, can best be described as amiably minimalist - in other words, my mother did it all.

See that car?' It was Welch's, parked slightly nearer one kerb than the other

Now and then I become conscious of having the reputation of being one of the great drinkers, if not one of the great drunks, of our time.

Nay, Sir, not of love," said he, "but a tale shall I relate as best I can, with hearty good will. I shall not disobey your request. Excuse me if I speak amiss. My intention is good. And, lo, my tale is this.

Every writer hopes or boldly assumes that his life is in some sense exemplary, that the particular will turn out to be universal.

Once, as he inhaled with his customary vehemence, I had a thought that made my armpits come alive.

What was Richard? He was a revenger, in what was probably intended to be a comedy.

Just as I was thinking that no century could possibly be dumber than the nineteenth, along comes the twentieth. I swear, the entire planet seemed to be staging some kind of stupidity contest.

Closure is a greasy little word which, moreover, describes a nonexistent condition. The truth, Venus, is that nobody gets over anything.

It is not extraordinary that the extraterrestrial origin of women was a recurrent theme of science fiction.

My father always had doubts about the Booker prize, although they evaporated on the announcement that he had won it.

I hire tea by the tea bag.

Closure is a greasy little word which, moreover, describes a nonexistent condition. The truth, Venus, is that nobody gets over anything.

You can kill time in a number of ways but it always depends on the kind of time you're fighting: some time is unkillable, immortal