“Like men of his kind, at cross-purposes with their purpose, there could be nothing fortuitous that happened to him.” — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
“Every day he woke to the desire to take the world by the throat, and choke it. He had no illusion that the world wanted to be saved; still less that it was ready to be saved by him. Ready!—it… — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
There are two kinds of reading, reading which is contemplation - even a kind of vision & reading for information. For the first only… — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
“For some days before, as well as for some nights, Vincent had observed a shadow about the quays. First because it had tried to… — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
If it is true that it is the simplicity of the Einsteinian formulae which constitutes their difficulty, that they are so obvious as to… — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
Not till the end of the war will there be any time for art or love or magic again. Perhaps never again. — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
It is in the nature of any effort to leave something serviceable behind it. — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
“the things you hate are only your body being knocked about by phenomena” — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
I thought of my father's wisdom, as though it were buried in a box under a tree. As in the old song - a… — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
“Like men of his kind, at cross-purposes with their purpose, there could be nothing fortuitous that happened to him.” — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
“She saw the skin pull under the driver's ears and knew that he was laughing.” — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
I am old enough to remember what it was like when the theories of Freud first escaped from the study and the clinic, and… — Mary Butts Copy Share Image
