What would anyone want to write about me for? I'm just an old lady. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
Military people never seem to apologize for killing each other yet novelists feel ashamed for writing some nice inert paper book that is not certain to be read by anybody. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
“I am afraid I am going to drift into fiction, truthful but incomplete, for lack of some details which I cannot conjure up today… — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
“Even though you won't believe me my story is beautiful And the serpent that sang it Sang it from out of the well.” — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
People under seventy and over seven are very unreliable if they are not cats. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
“Do not give up hope entirely in spite of the horror of your situation. I am mobilising all my mental capacities to obtain your… — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
One has to be careful what one takes when one goes away forever. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
Wouldn't it be wonderful if I won a helicopter in a crossword puzzle competition? There is not much hope though I am afraid, as… — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
“Darling stop being philosophical, it doesn’t suit you, it makes your nose red.” — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and… — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
I didn't have time to be anybody's muse; I was too busy rebelling against my parents and learning to be an artist. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
Painting is my vehicle of transit. I don't always know where I am going or what it means. — Leonora Carrington Copy Share Image
