“These notes, however they may be read, are intended only as a painstaking affectionate commentary on a world into which I have… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“...books everywhere piled up in heaps, the rare companions of a solitude not self-imposed but sought.” — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
It takes a lot of energy and a lot of neurosis to write a novel. If you were really sensible, you'd do… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“I love the French edition with its uncut pages. I would not want a reader too lazy to use a knife on… — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
Life is more complicated than we think, yet far simpler than anyone dares to imagine — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“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 Image
To be the equal of reality you must learn how to ignore it without danger. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
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 Image
It only takes one match to ignite a haystack, or one remark to fire a mind. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Science is the poetry of the intellect and poetry the science of the heart's affections. — Lawrence Durrell Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
