He was a lovely man in many ways. But he kept on insisting on forgiving me when there was nothing to forgive. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Out of the frying pan into the fire! What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many? No different! — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
The one-eyed man will be King in the country of the blind only if he arrives there in full possession of his… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
In the mythic schema of all relations between men and women, man proposes, and woman is disposed of. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Cats of all kinds weave in and out of the text; Burroughs has clearly taken to them in a big way in… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Before he can become a wolf, the lycanthrope strips naked. If you spy a naked man among the pines, you must run… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
“She was a Victorian girl; a girl of the days when men were hard and top-hatted and masculine and ruthless and girls… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
To ride a bicycle is in itself some protection against superstitious fears, since the bicycle is the product of pure reason applied… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Iconic clothing has been secularized. . . . A guardsman in a dress uniform is ostensibly an icon of aggression; his coat… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
For most of human history, 'literature,' both fiction and poetry, has been narrated, not written — heard, not read. So fairy tales,… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
“She was no malleable, since frigid, substance upon which desires might be executed; she was not a true prostitute for she was… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Some cities are women and must be loved; others are men and can only be admired or bargained with — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
He was a lovely man in many ways. But he kept on insisting on forgiving me when there was nothing to forgive. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
I know that whenever a group of women are gathered together, the grandmother always makes a phantom appearance, hovering above them. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
“She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the window of her eyes… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Hollywood... was the place where the United States perpetrated itself as a universal dream and put the dream into mass production. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
My paternal grandmother would not light a fire on the Sabbath and piled all Sunday's washing-up in a bucket, to be dealt with on… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
“Mother goddesses are just as silly a notion as father gods. If a revival of the myths of these cults gives woman emotional satisfaction,… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Out of the frying pan into the fire! What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many? No different! — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
In a secular age, an authentic miracle must purport to be a hoax, in order to gain credit in the world. — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
