I'm an aesthetic empiricist. If you like something, it doesn't matter who made it. There really is no objective standard other than… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
Write. Enjoy writing. Then, and only then, worry about the business end of it. Start loving your hobby, and then you can't… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“You deicde, and you make our night what you want. Brilliant and ours. Stupid and theirs.” — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
The memoir industry is, what's the word? Under regulated. I think it needs to be pruned. If there are too many books right now… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?" wrote Marlowe, the man Shakespeare feared for many years was the better writer, the man… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“Offstage, she fixed him in place with compliments and ironic bossiness, and he tended not to look at her at all when they spoke.… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“All of this vain heartbreak that we cling to as important or tragic would one day be revealed - by TV scientists - for… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
He fell in love with Manhattan's skyline, like a first-time brothel guest falling for a seasoned professional. He mused over her reflections in the… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
It would be hard to exaggerate Ernest Hemingway's influence over American literature, but his influence on our lives is probably larger still. — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“How strangely distributed are our scruples. When they are evenly spread across our lives, we are judged good people. Mine, unfortunately, tend to bunch… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
I do worry that it's impossible to write something original, that there's nothing that a human hasn't already thought of. But I can put… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
I'm an aesthetic empiricist. If you like something, it doesn't matter who made it. There really is no objective standard other than your own… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“He considered her ruthless, in his moments of pain, but also in moments of happiness, experienced mere feet from her but bound right wrist… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
“She had burned through a fair sampling of manhood trying to find someone, not to make her "happy" - that wasn't the point -… — Arthur Phillips Copy Share Image
