Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
We talked for hours. He talked and I listened. It was like wind and sunlight. It blew all the cobwebs away.
John Fowles
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
John Fowles
Age: 79 †
Born: 1926
Born: March 31
Died: 2005
Died: November 5
Essayist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Teacher
Writer
Leigh-on-Sea
Essex
Listened
Sunlight
Talked
Wind
Hours
Away
Like
Cobwebs
Blew
More quotes by John Fowles
I am infinitely strange to myself.
John Fowles
Ask me to marry you. Will you marry me? No.
John Fowles
Each age, each guilty age, builds high walls around its Versailles and personally I hate those walls most when they are made by literature and art.
John Fowles
Between skin and skin, there is only light.
John Fowles
His statement to himself should have been, 'I possess this now, therefore I am happy', instead of what it so Victorianly was: I cannot possess this for ever, and therefore am sad.
John Fowles
I hate the uneducated and the ignorant. I hate the pompous and the phoney. I hate the jealous and the resentful. I hate the crabbed and mean and the petty. I hate all ordinary dull little people who aren't ashamed of being dull and little.
John Fowles
The dead live. How do they live? By love.
John Fowles
Thomas Beecham was a pompous little band-master who stood against everything creative in the art of his time.
John Fowles
That's the trouble with provincial life. Everyone knows everyone and there is no mystery. No romance.
John Fowles
These last few days I've felt Godless. I've felt cleaner, less muddled, less blind. I still believe in a God. But he's so remote, so cold, so mathematical. I see that we have to live as if there is no God. Prayer and worship and singing hymns-all silly and useless.
John Fowles
You wish to be liked. I wish simply to be. One day you will know what that means, perhaps. And you will smile. Not against me. But with me.
John Fowles
The best wines take the longest to mature.
John Fowles
One degrades oneself sometimes in the effort not to be lonely.
John Fowles
The newspapers are full of what we would like to happen to us and what we hope will never happen to us.
John Fowles
There is only one good definition of God: the freedom that allows other freedoms to exist.
John Fowles
I just think of things as beautiful or not. Can't you understand? I don't think of good or bad. Just of beautiful or ugly. I think a lot of nice things are ugly and a lot of nasty things are beautiful.
John Fowles
We all want things we can't have. Being a decent human being is accepting that.
John Fowles
To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape.
John Fowles
My hatred of crowds, the obviousness of crowds, of anything en masse. Is this why I like little-known books? A general desire to escape the main world.
John Fowles
I am one in a row of specimens. It's when I try to flutter out of line that he hates me. I'm meant to be dead, pinned, always the same, always beautiful. He knows that part of my beauty is being alive. but it's the dead me he wants. He wants me living-but-dead.
John Fowles
