The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“Yet the presence of death always refreshes experience thus--that is its function: to help us deliberate on the novelty of time.” — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
These are the moments which are not calculable, and cannot be assessed in words; they live on in the solution of memory,… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“The seeds of future events are carried within ourselves. They are implicit in us and unfold according to the laws of their… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time - those two companions without whom no… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“I suppose events are simply a sort of annotation of our feelings--the one might be deduced from the other. Time carries us… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time." Lawrence Durrell in "Clea," book three of the epic Alexandria… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“Africa, which they had somehow visualized as an extension of Europe -- an extension of terms, of references to a definitive past… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“If you are born of the artist tribe it is a waste of time to try and function as a priest. You… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
The loved object is simply one that has shared an experience at the same moment of time, narcissistically; and the desire to… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“These are the moments which possess the writer, not the lover, and which live on perpetually. One can return to them time… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
The steward, according to custom, had stopped all the clocks. This, in the language of Narouz, said, "Your stay with us is… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
Life is more complicated than we think, yet far simpler than anyone dares to imagine — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
“Suddenly at the end of the great couloir my vision is sharpened by a pale disjunctive shudder as a bar of buttercup-yellow thickening gradually… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
To be the equal of reality you must learn how to ignore it without danger. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
The cocktail party - as the name itself indicates - was originally invented by dogs. They are simply bottom-sniffings raised to the rank of… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
It only takes one match to ignite a haystack, or one remark to fire a mind. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
“He felt that his mind had become a battle-ground for the forces of good and evil and that his task was to strain every… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
Science is the poetry of the intellect and poetry the science of the heart's affections. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
We live" writes Pursewarden somewhere, "lives based upon selected fictions. Our view of reality is conditioned by our position in space and time -… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
It's unthinkable not to love -you'd have a severe nervous breakdown. Or you'd have to be Philip Larkin. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
“God did not create us, nor did He wish us to be created. We are the work of a lesser deity, a demiurge, who… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
The steward, according to custom, had stopped all the clocks. This, in the language of Narouz, said "Your stay with us is so brief,… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
Everyone loathes his own country and countrymen if he is any sort of artist. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
“The slither of tyres across the waves of the desert under a sky blue and frost-bound in winter; or in summer a fearful lunar… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share
