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When you draw something it lives and when you photograph it it dies
John Fowles
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John Fowles
Age: 79 †
Born: 1926
Born: March 31
Died: 2005
Died: November 5
Essayist
Novelist
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Leigh-on-Sea
Essex
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There are many reasons why novelists write, but they all have one thing in common - a need to create an alternative world.
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Alive. Alive in the way that death is alive.
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The best wines take the longest to mature.
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Piers is always going on about how he hated Stowe. As if that solves everything, as if to hate something means it can't have affected you.
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You come to the United States not knowing what to expect. Then all your worst prejudices are confirmed.
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He is solid immovable, iron-willed. He showed me one day his killing bottle. I'm imprisoned in it. Fluttering against the glass. Because I can see through it I still think I can escape. I have hope. But it's all an illusion. A thick round wall of glass.
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Follow the accident, fear the fixed plan--that is the rule.
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That was the tragedy. Not that one man had the courage to be evil. But that millions had not the courage to be good.
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I love making, I love doing. I love being to the full, I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart.
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I do not plan my fiction any more than I normally plan woodland walks I follow the path that seems most promising at any given point, not some itinerary decided before entry.
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We chase the reward, we get the reward and then we discover that the true reward is always the next reward. Buying pleasure is a false end.
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The practise of an art is essential to the whole man, not because of what art is but because of what art does to the artist.
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Wolves don't hunt singly, but always in pairs. The lone wolf was a myth.
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Just those three words, said and meant. I love you. They were quite hopeless. He said it as he might have said, I have cancer. His fairy story.
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Always we try to put the wild in a cage.
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To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape.
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We talked for hours. He talked and I listened. It was like wind and sunlight. It blew all the cobwebs away.
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I read and I read and I was like a medieval king, I had fallen in love with the picture long before I saw the reality.
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I knew I would always want to go on living with myself, however hollow I became, however diseased.
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We all want things we can't have. Being a decent human being is accepting that.
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