“Ah, those days...for many years afterwards their happiness haunted me. Sometimes, listening to music, I drift back and nothing has changed. The long end of summer. Day after day of warm weather, voices calling as night came on and lighted… — J.L. Carr Copy Share
“During any prolonged activity one tends to forget original intentions. But I believe that, when making a start on A Month in the Country, my idea was to write an easy-going story, a rural idyll along the lines of Thomas Hardy's Under the Greenwood Tree. And, to establish the right tone of voice to tell such a story, I wanted… — J.L. Carr Copy Share
“I’m an apple expert. Apples are the only exam I could ever hope to pass.” — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“Ah, those days...for many years afterwards their happiness haunted me. Sometimes, listening to music, I drift back and nothing has changed. The long end of summer. Day after day of warm weather, voices calling as night came on and lighted windows pricked the darkness and, at day-break, the murmur of corn and the warm smell of fields ripe for harvest.… — J.L. Carr Copy Share
“But that goes for most of us, doesn't it? We look blankly at each other. Here I am, here you are. What are we… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“Then he fetched a camera and photographed it from all sides. ‘For publication!’ he explained. ‘Against the day when I need a job at… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“There was so much time that marvelous summer. Day after day, mist rose from the meadow as the sky lightened and hedges, barns and… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“I never exchanged a word with the Colonel. He has no significance at all in what happened during my stay in Oxgodby. As far… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“We can ask and ask but we can't have again what once seemed ours for ever - the way things looked, that church alone… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“If I’d stayed there, would I always have been happy? No, I suppose not. People move away, grow older, die, and the bright belief… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“The trees had stripped down to their black bones and had heaped leaves in drifts against hedges and walls. Children played amongst them, tossing… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
“By the end of the second day a very fine head was revealed. Yes, a very fine head indeed, sharp beard, drooped mustache, heavy-lidded… — J.L. Carr Copy Share Image
