The pronoun is one of the most terrifying masks man has invented. — John Fowles Inspirational Copy Share Image
We can sometimes recognize the looks of a century ago on a modern face; but never those of a century to come. — John Fowles Copy Share Image
I am talking about the general psychological health of the species, man. He needs the existence of mysteries. Not their solution. — John Fowles Detective fiction Copy Share Image
The price of tapping water into every house is that no one values water any more. — John Fowles Copy Share Image
I read and I read; and I was like a medieval king, I had fallen in love with the picture long before… — John Fowles Books Copy Share Image
No amount of reading and intelligent deduction could supplant the direct experience. — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“He said, men are vile. I said, the vilest thing about them is that they can say that with a smile on… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“He had the charm of all people who believe implicitly in themselves, that of integration.” — John Fowles Charisma Copy Share Image
“The evolution of human mentality has put us all in vitro now, behind the glass wall of our own ingenuity.” — John Fowles Biology Copy Share Image
“It’s rather like your voice. You put up with your voice and speak with it because you haven’t any choice. But it’s… — John Fowles Art Copy Share Image
“Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongenerous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a… — John Fowles Complicity Copy Share Image
He knew the world and its absurdities as only an intelligent Irishman can; which is to say that where his knowledge or… — John Fowles Absurdity Copy Share Image
I have a strange illusion quite often. I think I've become deaf. I have to make a little noise to prove I'm… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“In spite of her superficial independence, her fundamental need was to cling. All her life was an attempt to disprove it; and… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“Pero ya entonces me parecía muy lejana, aunque no en la distancia ni en el tiempo, sino en alguna dimensión para la… — John Fowles Amor Copy Share Image
“A word (...) is never the destination, merely a signpost in its general direction; and whatever (...) body that destination finally acquires… — John Fowles Language Copy Share Image
“Men see objects, women see the relationship between objects. Whether the objects need each other, love each other, match each other. It… — John Fowles Real women Copy Share Image
The bowed head, the buried face. She is silent, she will never speak, never forgive, never reach a hand, never leave this… — John Fowles Anagrams Copy Share Image
An easterly is the most disagreeable wind in Lyme Bay — Lyme Bay being that largest bite from the underside of England's… — John Fowles Ancient Copy Share Image
“Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongenerous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a… — John Fowles Death Copy Share Image
“Seven men inhabit the raft. The pessimist, for whom the good things of life are no more than lures to prolong suffering;… — John Fowles Carpe diem Copy Share Image
The noblest relationship is marriage, that is, love. Its nobility resides in its altruism, the desire to serve another beyond all the… — John Fowles Age Copy Share Image
“Staring out to sea, I finally forced myself to stop thinking of her as someone still somewhere, if only in memory, still… — John Fowles Ashes Copy Share Image
“The truth about any artist, however terrible, is better than the silence… I know many writers fight fanatically to keep their published… — John Fowles Art Copy Share Image
Each age, each guilty age, builds high walls around its Versailles; and personally I hate those walls most when they are made… — John Fowles Age Copy Share Image
“She smiled at him as they waited for their dessert, her chin poised on her clasped hands. 'You're being very silent.' 'That's… — John Fowles Behaviour Copy Share Image
Duty is but a pot. It holds whatever is put in it, from the greatest evil to the greatest good. — John Fowles Duty Copy Share Image
All pasts are like poems; one can derive a thousand things, but not live in them. — John Fowles Inspirational Copy Share Image
“The silence was terrible then, as tense as a bridge about to break, a tower to fall; unedurable in its emotion, its… — John Fowles Silence Copy Share Image
“Death is not in the nature of things; it is the nature of things. But what dies is the form. The matter… — John Fowles Death Copy Share Image
“No doubt our accepting what we are must always inhibit our being what we ought to be.” — John Fowles Copy Share Image
Just those three words, said and meant. I love you. They were quite hopeless. He said it as he might have said,… — John Fowles Cancer Copy Share Image
