“This mundus tenebrosus, this shaddowy world of Mankind, is sunk into Night; there is not a Field without its Spirits, nor a… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“I have long been of the Opinion, says he, that the Fire was a vast Blessing and the Plague likewise; it gave… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“It is one of the greatest Curses visited upon Mankind, he told me, that they shall fear where no Fear is: this… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“Well,' said Hawksmoor. 'It's a theory and a theory can do no harm.” — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“You say that it is time to shake off the Mist, but Mankind walks in a Mist; that Reason which you cry… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“It's difficult to know where to begin, sir.' 'Yes, the beginning is the tricky part. But perhaps there is no beginning, perhaps… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“And when the Duke of Alva ordered three hundred Citizens to be put to Death together at Antwerp, a Lady who saw… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
If I did only one thing at a time I'd think I was wasting my time. If, for example, I only wrote novels I… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
I believe that the gods themselves are frightened of the world which they have fashioned. — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
“A woman is a deep Ditch, said he, her House inclines to Death and her Paths unto the Devil” — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
I don't know if I have a voice of my own. I don't see me being an important person with something to say. I… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
The ordinary routines of life are never chronicled by the historian, but they make up almost the whole of experience. — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
“I believe now that there can be no real sense of loss or seperation without the recognition of death; we were too young to… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
I don't find myself interesting as a person and the details I find boring, quite frankly. You could sum it up in a few… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
Rioting has always been a London tradition. It has been since the early Middle Ages. There's hardly a spate of years that goes by… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
“absinthe removes the bitter taste of failure and grants me strange visions which are charming principally because they cannot be written down. Only in… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
“Those in their snug Bed-chambers may call the Fears of Night meer Bugbears, but their Minds have not pierced into the Horror of the… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
In so far as I have any beliefs, I suppose I'm like that old Peggy Lee song, 'Is That All There Is?' I want… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
“dyer. (Looking at him scornfully) So that is why Wits swarm like Egypt's Frogs. If I were a Writer now, I would wish to… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
The embrace of present and past time, in which English antiquarianism becomes a form of alchemy, engenders a strange timelessness. It is as if… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
In London, I've always lived within 10 miles of where I was born. You see, there is something called a spirit of place, and… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
There is no humiliation worse than the consciousness of a wasted life. It stains the spirit, forestalls hope, and destroys any motive for action… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share
