“And across these mean Dwellings of Black Step Lane, where as a Boy I dwell'd for a while, the Shaddowe of my… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“The rest I omit, for many a bitter Pill can be swallowed under a golden Cover: I make no Mencion that in… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“...the true God is to be venerated in obscure and fearful Places, with Horror in their Approaches, and thus did our Ancestors… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“There are those who say further that these are meer Dreames and no true Relations, but I say back to them: look… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“The latter part of our Journey from the entrance of Wiltshire into Salisbury was very rough and abounded with Jolts, the Holes… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“...that Figure so impressd it self upon my Mind that I have been in a manner walking towards it all my Life.… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“To explain this Matter, and to wind up Time so that I am returned to my present State: Beside my Church at… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
If I did only one thing at a time I'd think I was wasting my time. If, for example, I only wrote novels I… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
I believe that the gods themselves are frightened of the world which they have fashioned. — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“A woman is a deep Ditch, said he, her House inclines to Death and her Paths unto the Devil” — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
I don't know if I have a voice of my own. I don't see me being an important person with something to say. I… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
The ordinary routines of life are never chronicled by the historian, but they make up almost the whole of experience. — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“I believe now that there can be no real sense of loss or seperation without the recognition of death; we were too young to… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
I don't find myself interesting as a person and the details I find boring, quite frankly. You could sum it up in a few… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
Rioting has always been a London tradition. It has been since the early Middle Ages. There's hardly a spate of years that goes by… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“absinthe removes the bitter taste of failure and grants me strange visions which are charming principally because they cannot be written down. Only in… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“Those in their snug Bed-chambers may call the Fears of Night meer Bugbears, but their Minds have not pierced into the Horror of the… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
In so far as I have any beliefs, I suppose I'm like that old Peggy Lee song, 'Is That All There Is?' I want… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“dyer. (Looking at him scornfully) So that is why Wits swarm like Egypt's Frogs. If I were a Writer now, I would wish to… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
