By recycling pre-existing material, Shakespeare seemed to endorse a view common in his time, which has become even more entrenched in the… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
My affinity, as a novelist, with Dickens has been overstated. I relish the way everything in his prose pulsates with life force,… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
I strive to use references that may still make some kind of sense once our age has passed into history. That robs… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“The past was dwindling, like something shrinking to a speck in the rear-view mirror, and the future was shining through the windscreen,… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“But to be chemically fixed in time and passed hand to hand forever: that is a nakedness which can never be clothed… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“Her invisible remains would combine, over time, with all the wonders under the sun. When it snowed she would be part of… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“We're moving towards such a strange time.A time when all our moral choices will be complicated and compromised by our love of… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
One of the things my success as an author has forced me to face is how dysfunctional... Maybe that's a strong word, but how… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“One of Lucy's admirers took to her, apparently." "Took to her?" echoes William, his own feelings for Sugar causing him to construe the phrase… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“Because I must do something while I still can. Each soul is still incalculably precious.” — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“She sings on and on, while the house is discreetly dusted all around her and, in the concealed and subterranean kitchen, a naked duck,… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
My energies get used up quite quickly, and the psychic space I'm in when I write is a very lonely one, so I found… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
When we ask bureaucrats to identify who is responsible for fixing anything, they reassure us that there are 'procedures in place.' — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“Yes, seven years old she was, when she finally plucked up the courage to ask her mother what Christmas was all about, and Mrs… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
Of course I know that the twins are only words on a page, and I'm certainly not the sort of writer who talks to… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
“Isn't Heaven reward enough, without needing to see the damned punished?” — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
