Yes, sometimes I think that all my writing is nothing more than the compensatory work of a frustrated painter. — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
If I don't write, I begin to feel unsettled and uneasy, as I gather people do who are not allowed to dream. — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
The first drafts of my novels have all been written in longhand, and then I type them up on my old electric.… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Most writers flinch at the thought of being completely honest about themselves. So absolute honesty is what marks the true modern. — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
All through my career I've written 1,000 words a day - even if I've got a hangover. You've got to discipline yourself… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I've never suffered from writer's block. I have plenty of ideas, sometimes too many. I've always had a strong imagination. If it… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I take for granted that for the imaginative writer, the exercise of the imagination is part of the basic process of coping… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
But I wouldn't recommend writing. You can be a successful writer and never meet another soul. I'm not sure that's a good… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Most English writers are not interested in change but in the social novel. That demands a static backdrop. I'm intensely interested in… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I believe that if it were possible to scrap the whole of existing literature, all writers would find themselves inevitably producing something… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Medicine was certainly intended to be a career. I wanted to become a psychiatrist, an adolescent ambition which, of course, is fulfilled… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Burroughs called his greatest novel 'Naked Lunch,' by which he meant it's what you see on the end of a fork. Telling… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I came to live in Shepperton in 1960. I thought: the future isn't in the metropolitan areas of London. I want to… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
“A lifetime's experience urges me to utter a warning cry: do anything else, take someone's golden retriever for a walk, run away… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Writing a novel is one of those modern rites of passage, I think, that lead us from an innocent world of contentment,… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the fiction because… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
It's true that I have very little idea what I shall be writing next, but at the same time I have a… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I feel that, in a sense, the writer knows nothing any longer. He has no moral stance. He offers the reader the… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Science and technology multiply around us. To an increasing extent they dictate the languages in which we speak and think. Either we use those… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
There are some people, who place enormous value on their home and feel that it defines them, that a stain on the carpet is… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
A reality that is electronic... Once everybody's got a computer terminal in their home, to satisfy all their needs, all the domestic needs, there'll… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
If you're against globalisation, it doesn't achieve much by sort of bombing the head offices of Shell or Nestle. You unsettle people much more… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I made a very slatternly mother, notably unkeen on housework, unaware that homes need to be cleaned now and then, and too often to… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I was in Shanghai when the Japanese invaded China. I was there in Shanghai when, the morning after Pearl Harbor, they seized Shanghai. — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Electronic aids, particularly domestic computers, will helpthe inner migration, the opting out of reality. Reality is no longer going to be the stuff out… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Perhaps the future belongs to magic, and it's we women who control magic. — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
I work for three or four hours a day, in the late morning and early afternoon. Then I go out for a walk and… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
Even one's own home is a kind of anthology of advertisers, manufacturers, motifs and presentation techniques. There's nothing 'natural' about one's home these days.… — J. G. Ballard Copy Share Image
