“The pain of hunger beneath everything. At the end of all love-making, the dreamless sleep after the orgasm, which is like death.” — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
I'm like a book you have to read. A book can't read itself to you. It doesn't even know what it's about.… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“...I remember a rainy, depressing afternoon when she remarked 'What a pity we can't make love, there's nothing else to do,' and… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
The paternalist is a sentimentalist at heart, and the sentimentalist is always potentially cruel. — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“No, Geo—underneath all that, Nan really loves me. It’s just she wants me to see things her way. You know, she’s two… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
It seems to me that the real clue to your sex-orientation lies in your romantic feelings rather than in your sexual feelings.… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
It seems to me that the real clue to your sexual orientation lies in your romantic feelings rather than your sexual feelings.… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“Do you think it makes people nasty to be loved? You know it doesn’t! Then why should it make them nice to… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
Do you think it makes people nasty to be loved? You know it doesn’t! Then why should it make them nice to… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
Think of two people, living together day after day, year after year, in this small space, standing elbow to elbow cooking at… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“Chalmers, like many of the English writers whom he then most admired, felt a strong natural sympathy with everything French. At Rouen… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“And I'll tell you something else. A minority has its own kind of aggression. It absolutely dares the majority to attack it.… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“2 NOTES “You broke your other appointment, didn’t you?” “I did not! I told you on the phone—these people canceled at the… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“From his angle, the curtain seems to form itself into a shrouded, wavering figure, indescribably terrifying in its very indistinctness. Something waiting, hovering on… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“If you really have talent, you know, you'll go on writing - whatever people say to you.” — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
But seriously, I believe I'm a sort of Ideal Woman, if you know what I mean. I'm the sort of woman who can take… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
If it’s going to be a world with no time for sentiment, it’s not a world that I want to live in. — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“By the time it has gotten dressed, it has become he; has become already more or less George — though still not the whole… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“George feels that, even if all this double talk hasn't brought them any closer to understanding each other, the not-understanding, the readiness to remain… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“Now, for example, people with freckles aren’t thought of as a minority by the nonfreckled. They aren’t a minority in the sense we’re talking… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“Even when they are geniuses in spite of it, their masterpieces are invariably warped.” — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
“Here, in their midst, George feels a sort of vertigo. Oh God, what will become of them all? What chance have they? Ought I… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
We must remember that nothing in this world really belongs to us. At best, we are merely borrowers. — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
In the eternal lazy morning of the Pacific, days slip away into months, months into years; the seasons are reduced to the faintest nuance… — Christopher Isherwood Copy Share Image
