“The evil I'm talking about lives in us all. It takes hold in an individual, in private lives, within a family, adn… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“This is how the entire course of life can be changed – by doing nothing. On Chesil beach he could have called… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“It’s already clear to me how much of life is forgotten even as it happens. Most of it. The unregarded present spooling… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“Unlike in Daisy's novels, moments of precise reckoning are rare in real life; questions of misinterpretations are not often resolved. Nor do… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
Is there any meaning in my life that the inevitable death awaiting me does not destory? — 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
“In Leon's life, or rather, in his account of his life, no one was mean-spirited, no one schemed or lied or betrayed.… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
You can tell a lot from a person's nails. When a life starts to unravel, they're among the first to go. — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
I do have a very strong sense that most of the terrible things in life happen suddenly and unpredictably, and certainly can… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“The constrained lives of his characters made me wonder how my own existence might appear in his hands.” — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
Was everyone else really as alive as she was?...If the answer was yes, then the world, the social world, was unbearably complicated,… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“I said I didn’t like tricks, I liked life as I knew it recreated on the page. He said it wasn’t possible… — 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
“He did not want to see her photograph and discover what the years had wrought, or hear about the details of her… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
He knew these last lines by heart and mouthed them now in the darkness. My reason for life. Not living, but life.… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
Cecilia wondered, as she sometimes did when she met a man for the first time, if this was the one she was… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
There's a taste in the air, sweet and vaguely antiseptic, that reminds him of his teenage years in these streets, and of… — Ian Mcewan Copy Share Image
“Bernard was to remember this moment for the rest of his life. As they drank from their water bottles he was struck… — Ian McEwan Copy Share Image
“Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man… — 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
