“In my dreams I kiss your cunt, your sweet wet cunt. In my thoughts I make love to you all day long.” — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“Sex is a different medium, refracting time and sense, a biological hyperspace as remote from conscious existence as dreams, or as water… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“But only in music, and only on rare occasions, does the curtain actually lift on this dream of community, and it's tantalisingly… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
If life was a dream, then dying must be the moment when you woke up. It was so simple it must be… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“Quantum mechanics. What a repository, a dump, of human aspiration it was, the borderland where mathematical rigor defeated common sense, and reason… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“Sex is a different medium, refracting time and sense, a biological hyperspace as remote from conscious existence as dreams, or as water… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“As you will see, we do not believe that artists have an obligation to strike up attitudes to the war. Indeed, they are wise… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
You could say that all novels are spy novels and all novelists are spy masters. — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
I've never had a moment's doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life. — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“It is shaming sometimes, how the body will not, or cannot, lie about emotions.” — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“While my friends struggled and calculated, I reached a solution by a set of floating steps that were partly visual, partly just a feeling… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“Once, on a walk by a river- Eskdale in low reddish sunlight, with a dusting of snow- his daughter quoted to him an opening… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“Perhaps it's one of those cases of a microcosm giving you the whole world. Like a spode dinner plate. Or a single cell. Or,… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
Who you get, and how it works out- there's so much luck involved, as well as the million branching consequences of your conscious choice… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“On Chesil Beach he could have called out to Florence, he could have gone after her. He did not know, or would not have… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
It was always the view of my parents...that hot weather encouraged loose morals among young people. — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
I apologize for being obvious, but every time I watch the curtain come down on even a halfway decent production of a Shakespeare play… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
I would rather be physically disabled obviously than mentally. I would rather be paraplegic than nuts. And it is a terrifying prospect and actually… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
