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It was a piece of thoroughly picturesque and proper violence. I like a violent man, really, a man who's a bit of a brute in a decent straightforward way.

What the cold light showed me was that my situation was simply unlivable. I wanted, with a desire greater than any desire which I had ever conceived could exist without instantly killing its owner by spontaneous combustion, something which I simply could not have.

I might say too that you are the person who ought to help me, since you do bear some responsibility for having awakened in me such an immense, such a truly monstrous degree of love.

Then the front doorbell (already too long delayed by my rambling narrative) rang.

The place was still there, present in the sunshine, instead of being hidden far away in darkness in the confines of some tragic opera.

Lovely country, isn't it. Do you know this part of the world? No. He said, suddenly stretching out his hands, Oh, the sea, the sea—it's so wonderful.

He wanted to be a universal man . . . and I suppose that isn't possible now. He belongs in fifteenth-century Italy. This age doesn't suit him.

Clement held her hand for a moment; knowing that after that moment the darkness would begin.

We must live by the light of our own self-satisfaction, through that secret vital busy inwardness which is even more remarkable than our reason.

If you want to eat spaghetti you must use your teeth.' Wittgenstein. I don't think Wittgenstein really said any of those things you say he said!

I have never lived in Ireland, though I retain a sentimental sense of connexion with that poor bitch of a country.

You understand nothing of—the horror—no wonder you can't write real books—you don't see—the horror—

You are heroic, Mr. Lynch-Gibbon. The knight of infinite humiliation. One does not know whether to kiss your feet or to recommend that you have a good analysis. She said it as one might say a good thrashing.

The sea, the sea, yes,' James went on. 'Did you know that Plato was descended from Poseidon on his father's side? Do you have porpoises, seals?' 'There are seals, I'm told. I haven't seen any.

Po?i auzi marea? - ?sta era citatul favorit din Shakespeare, a lui Keats.

Rosina had the fierce charm of the rather nasty girl in the fairy-tale who fails to get the prince, but is more interesting than the girl who does, and has better lines too.

What a bore for you," I said, and I smiled to myself. Nothing is more maddening than being questioned by the object of one's interest about the object of hers, should that object not be you.

Art both expresses and gratifies the lowest part of the soul, and feeds and enlivens base emotions which ought to be left to wither.

He had trimmed his moustache into a Hitlerian toothbrush.

She said she sometimes worked as an usherette in the cinema, and she had seemed to him like a nymph of the cinema age, a sybil of the cavern of illusory love.

Philosophy is often a matter of finding occasions on which to say the obvious

One reward of living in hell is a certain kind of courage. I do not fear anything, certainly not morality, or your foul fantasies either.

I know time doesn't heal. That's the silliest idea of all.

It's easy tae be philosophical when some other cunt's got shite fir blood.