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I'm quite good at not writing.

Ian Mcewan

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Ian Mcewan
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: June 21
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Film Producer
Novelist
Playwright
Screenwriter
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Belfast
Ireland
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I apologize for being obvious, but every time I watch the curtain come down on even a halfway decent production of a Shakespeare play I feel a little sorrowful that I'll never know the man, or any man of such warm intelligence.
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If life was a dream, then dying must be the moment when you woke up. It was so simple it must be true. You died, the dream was over, you woke up. That's what people meant when they talked about going to heaven. It was like waking up.
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I believe the novella is the perfect form of prose fiction.
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We know so little about each other. We lie mostly submerged, like ice floes, with our visible social selves projecting only cool and white.
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I like to think that it isn't weakness or evasion, but a final act of kindness, a stand against oblivion and despair.
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Novelists have to be adept at controlling the flow of information, and, most crucially, they have to be in charge of the narrative.
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When people have supernatural beliefs I think they should be respected but there is no reason why they need to impose them on others.
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He had never before felt so self-consciously young, nor experienced such appetite, such impatience for the story to begin.
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The luxury of being half-asleep, exploring the fringes of psychosis in safety.
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She returned his gaze, struck by the sense of her own transformation, and overwhelmed by the beauty which a lifetime havit had taught her to ignore.
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There's a taste in the air, sweet and vaguely antiseptic, that reminds him of his teenage years in these streets, and of a general state of longing, a hunger for life to begin that from this distance seems like happiness.
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It wasn't only wickedness and scheming that made people unhappy, it was confusion and misunderstanding above all, it was the failure to grasp the simple truth that other people are as real as you.
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...the world she ran through loved her and would give her what she wanted and would let it happen.
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A person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not easily mended.
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Was everyone else really as alive as she was?...If the answer was yes, then the world, the social world, was unbearably complicated, with two billion voices, and everyone's thoughts striving in equal importance and everyone's claim on life as intense, and everyone thinking they were unique, when no one was.
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I was the basest of readers. All I wanted was my own world, and myself in it, given back to me in artful shapes and accessible form.
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It was not generally realized that what children mostly wanted was to be left alone.
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The cost of oblivious daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realignment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse.
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The world should take note: not everything is getting worse.
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