God, how pointless and empty the world is! Days filled with cheap and tarnished moments succeed each other, restless and haunted nights follow in bitter routine: the sun shines without brightness, and the moon rises without light. My heart has… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share Image
“Night: and once again, the nightly grapple with death, the room shaking with daemonic orchestras, the snatches of fearful sleep, the voices outside the… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
War is being declared to-morrow here so perhaps you can understand that I have been working under difficulties, but difficulties negligible compared with what… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“He was safe here; this was the place he loved - sanctuary, the paradise of his despair.” — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
What I have absolutely no sympathy with is the legislator, the man who seeks, for his own profit, to exploit the weaknesses of those… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“and as they stood in silence before her, prayed again. "Nothing is altered and in spite of God's mercy I am still alone. Though… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“Far above him a few white clouds were racing windily after a pale gibbous moon. Drink all morning, they said to him, drink all… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
Adiós," she added in Spanish, "I have no house only a shadow. But whenever you are in need of a shadow, my shadow is… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“They were the cars at the fair that were whirling around her; no, they were the planets, while the sun stood, burning and spinning… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“When I should have been producing obscure volumes of verse entitled the Triumph of Humpty Dumpty or the Nose with the Luminous Dong! Or… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“I have no house only a shadow. But whenever you are in need of a shadow, my shadow is yours.” — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“Indeed, on the face of it, this man of abnormal strength and constitution and obscure ambition, whom Hugh would never know, could never deliver… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
“Under the Volcano” embraces everything from Dante to Freud to the cabala. Here it shambles like Cervantes, there it rages like Ahab, and every… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
War is being declared tomorrow here so perhaps you can understand that I have been working under difficulties, but difficulties negligible compared with what… — Malcolm Lowry Copy Share
