she kept sliding down, in small half-willing surrenders, till she was a heap, with the book held tiringly above her face. — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
To apologize for what you most wanted to do, to concede that it was obnoxious, boring, 'vulgar and unsafe' --- that was the worst… — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“And something else came back, from that later first morning at Kensington Park Gardens: a sense that the house was not only an enhancement… — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“Andrew Davies has said he prefers his authors dead, and I can see there is only a limited usefulness in a live one when… — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“...but he felt the relief of being alone as well...the forgotten solitude which measures and verifies the strength of an affair, and which, being… — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
...all his longings came out as a kind of disdain for what he longed for. — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“She felt that at some point she must finally and formally talk to Louisa about Hubert, and ask her to acknowledge that the worst… — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“After that they browsed for a minute or two in a semi-detached fashion. Nick found a set of Trollope which had a relatively modest… — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
Now that I had actually made love, more astonishingly now that I had been made love to, the fantasies were subtly undermined. — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“The pursuit of love seemed to need the cultivation of indifference.” — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
What the problem was was this colossal redundancy, the squandering of brilliant technique on cheap material, ... — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
“Delight is délice, délit is a misdemeanour' 'Well, it's bloody close...' 'Well, they often are....” — Alan Hollinghurst Copy Share Image
