The invisible is only another unexplored country, a brave new world. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
“She had given herself to the world in her entirety and then found nothing was left” — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
In a secular age, an authentic miracle must purport to be a hoax, in order to gain credit in the world. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
That is what I'm looking forward to the most, practical learning. I want to be a registered nurse so getting to talk… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself. You bring to a novel, anything you read, all your experience of the… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
In a world where women are commodities, a woman who refuses to sell herself will have the thing she refuses to sell… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
My mother learned that she was carrying me at about the same time the Second World War was declared; with the family… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
I always used to suffer a great deal if I let myself get too close to reality since the definitive world of… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
For most of human history, 'literature,' both fiction and poetry, has been narrated, not written — heard, not read. So fairy tales,… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
All artists, they say, are a little mad. This madness is, to a certain extent, a self-created myth designed to keep the… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Though I still turn up my coat-collar in a lonely way and am always looking at myself in mirrors, they’re only habits… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
He was prepared to die for it, as one of Baudelaire's dandies might have been prepared to kill himself in order to… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
He was a lovely man in many ways. But he kept on insisting on forgiving me when there was nothing to forgive. — Angela Carter Copy Share
I know that whenever a group of women are gathered together, the grandmother always makes a phantom appearance, hovering above them. — Angela Carter Copy Share
“She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the window of her eyes… — Angela Carter Copy Share
Hollywood... was the place where the United States perpetrated itself as a universal dream and put the dream into mass production. — Angela Carter Copy Share
My paternal grandmother would not light a fire on the Sabbath and piled all Sunday's washing-up in a bucket, to be dealt with on… — Angela Carter Copy Share
“Mother goddesses are just as silly a notion as father gods. If a revival of the myths of these cults gives woman emotional satisfaction,… — Angela Carter Copy Share
Out of the frying pan into the fire! What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many? No different! — Angela Carter Copy Share
And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind… — Angela Carter Copy Share
In a secular age, an authentic miracle must purport to be a hoax, in order to gain credit in the world. — Angela Carter Copy Share
We do not go to bed in single pairs; even if we choose not to refer to them, we still drag there with us… — Angela Carter Copy Share
I see her as a series of marvellous shapes formed at random in the kaleidoscope of desire. — Angela Carter Copy Share
“Women do not normally fuck in the active sense. They are fucked in the passive tense and hence automatically fucked-up, done over, undone.” — Angela Carter Copy Share
