I have no concern for the common man except that he should not be so common. — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
Envy has the ugliness of a trapped rat that has gnawed its own foot in its effort to escape. — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
I opened the large central window of my office room to its full on the fine early May morning. Then I stood for a… — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
“Between Margaret's fine edged art and Glady's rough simplicity, where did the greater feminine solace lie? True art, after all, is simple.” — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
People are able to live with only half a heart, to live without real compassion, because they are able to use words that are… — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
All the seven deadly sins are self destroying, morbid appetites, but in their early stages at least, lust and gluttony, averice and sloth know… — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
The novelist must be his own most harsh critic and also his own most loving admirer and about both he must say nothing. — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
The opportunities for heroism are limited in this kind of world: the most people can do is sometimes not to be as weak as… — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
The impulse to write a novel comes from a momentary unified vision of life. — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
“Fiction writing is a kind of magic. If I communicate the magic spell . . . it loses its force for me.” — Angus Wilson Copy Share Image
