... the truth is exactly that which can't be got into words. We are forced to lie, a little or, if we… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Lord, if there is a heartache Vienna cannot cure I hope never to feel it. I came home cured of everything except… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
If you think with enough energy about a hoped-for event, it will in the end happen. Not because you willed it. Because… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Fear is the deep motive of abstract art - fear of a repellent civilization which is dominated by the power of things.… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Mere human beings cant afford to be fanatical about anything. Not even about justice or loyalty. The fanatic for justice ends by… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
If the novel is dying, I see no chance that dismembering it will revive it. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
I am never happier than when I am alone in a foreign city; it is as if I had become invisible. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
The past is able to close round certain moments, as if they were seeds, and deliver them again fresh and living in… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Only one person in a thousand knows the trick of really living in the present. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Inevitably, the flood of literary pornography loosed on us is dulling our reactions of surprise or shock. Its writers are forced to raise the… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Think of all the really successful men and women you know. Do you know a single one who didn't learn very young the trick… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
No form of art repeats or imitates successfully all that can be said by another; the writer conveys his experience of life along a… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
For what I have received may the Lord make me truly thankful. And more truly for what I have not received. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
All writers who can claim to be called 'living' must be political in a sense. They must have what the Quakers call a concern… — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Happiness comes of the capacity to feel deeply, to enjoy simply, to think freely, to risk life, to be needed. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Nationalism will keep its venom until we succeed in creating an image of the nations of the whole world as so many provinces. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Lord, if there is a heartache Vienna cannot cure I hope never to feel it. I came home cured of everything except Vienna. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
Language is one of the thin walls humanity has built up over centuries against its own bestial and destructive impulses. — Storm Jameson Copy Share Image
