“When sonneteering Wordsworth re-creates the landing of Mary Queen of Scots at the mouth of the Derwent - Dear to the Loves, and to the Graces vowed, The Queen drew back the wimple that she wore - he unveils nothing… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
“O I'm so afraid that it's true about to travel hopefully being better than to arrive. It might be all in the quest, all… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
“Sentimentalist” is the abuse with which people counter the accusation that they are cruel, thereby implying that to be sentimental is worse than to… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
Whenever people say, 'We mustn't be sentimental,' you can take it they are about to do something cruel. And if they add, 'We must… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
To us it seems incredible that the Greek philosophers should have scanned so deeply into right and wrong and yet never noticed the immorality… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
To my mind, the two most fascinating subjects in the universe are sex and the eighteenth century. — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
The fact that there are bigger injustices and wrongs doesn't make it right to sacrifice an innocent monkey. It doesn't alter the case at… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
I refuse absolutely to consign the whole male sex to the nursery. ... I obdurately insist on believing that some men are my equals. — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
By the age of three ... I was already an addicted reader. I still crave daily immersion in experience other than my own; (it… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
The popular distinction between 'constructive' and 'destructive' criticism is a sentimentality: the mind too weak to perceive in what respects the bad fails is not strong enough to appreciate in what the good succeeds. To be without discrimination is to be unable to praise. The critic who lets you know that he always looks for something to like in works… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share
In a sense, the first (if not necessarily the prime) function of a novelist, of ANY artist, is to entertain. If the poem, painting,… — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
The thriller is the cardinal twentieth-century form. All it, like the twentieth century, wants to know is: Who's Guilty? — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
A medical profession founded on callousness to the pain of the other animals may eventually destroy its own sensibility to the pain of humans. — Brigid Brophy Copy Share Image
