I want my art to make people look at the world in a new way. I mean, what's the point of the… — John Banville Copy Share Image
All my life I have lied. I lied to escape, I lied to be loved, I lied for placement and power; I… — John Banville Copy Share Image
When you're writing there's a deep, deep level of concentration way below your normal self. This strange voice, these strange sentences come… — John Banville Copy Share Image
The Booker Prize is a big, popular prize for big, popular books, and that's the way it should be. — John Banville Copy Share Image
These days I must take the world in small and carefully measured doses. It is a sort of homeopathic cure I am… — John Banville Copy Share Image
Office life is very, very strange. It's like no other way of living. You have an intimacy with people who you work… — John Banville Copy Share Image
I sometimes think that I might be slightly autistic. There might be a syndrome that hasn't been named. I don't seem to… — John Banville Copy Share Image
Poetry is that magic which consists in awakening sensations with the help of a combination of sounds ... that sorcery by which… — John Banville Copy Share Image
The telephone ringing gave me a dreadful start. I have never got used to this machine, the way it crouches so malevolently,… — John Banville Copy Share Image
When I started writing, I was a great rationalist and believed I was absolutely in control. But the older one gets, the… — John Banville Copy Share Image
I've always been fascinated by physics and cosmology. It gets more and more scary the older you get. — John Banville Copy Share Image
“What did I brood on, sitting there in the classic pose with my elbows on my knees and my chin on my hands? We… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“Her own mother had died when Anna was twelve and since then father and daughter had faced the world like a pair of nineteenth-century… — John Banville Copy Share Image
The effect of prizes on one's career - if that is what to call it - is considerable, since they give one more clout… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“Of all the things we fashioned for them that they might be comforted, dawn is the one that works. When darkness sifts from the… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“Yet even without saying, each knew what the other was thinking, and, more acutely, what the other was feeling -- this is a further… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“I have ever had the conviction, resistant to all rational considerations, that at some unspecified future moment the continuous rehearsal which is my life,… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“The novel is a kind of elephant. But I like to make that elephant dance on a quarter.” — John Banville Copy Share Image
Art is amoral, whether we accept this or not; it does not take sides. The finest fictions are cold at heart. — John Banville Copy Share Image
“At thee seaside all is narrow horizontals, the world reduced to a few long straight lines pressed between earth and sky.” — John Banville Copy Share Image
