Writers, however mature and wise and eminent, are children at heart. — Edna O'Brien Child at heart Copy Share Image
“FOR THREE NIGHTS in a row, Dilly has dreamed of Gabriel, a look of yearning on his face, the clothes hanging off… — Edna O'Brien Copy Share Image
Irish Catholicism is very much founded on the stone of fear and of punishment. — Edna O'Brien Catholicism Copy Share Image
“You are never out of my mind. I feel the cold more than I used to and this house is big,” — Edna O'Brien Psychology Copy Share Image
“most prized of all, her secretaire, a Napoleon III desk, full of nooks and crannies and pigeonholes,” — Edna O'Brien Copy Share Image
“nerves and the toll of the shingles, telling her that the shingles made people depressed, that and other bull, how shingles took… — Edna O'Brien Long time Copy Share Image
“Rusheen was theirs, the old faithful trees keeping watch and enough head of cattle to defray expenses for at least six months… — Edna O'Brien Six months Copy Share Image
“You might have written. Every bit of your daily life interests me. I wrote this day fortnight but it was returned. Tampered… — Edna O'Brien Daily life Copy Share Image
“On the island of tears, we were subjected to every kind of humiliation,” — Edna O'Brien Shame Copy Share Image
It was the first time that I came face to face with madness and feared it and was fascinated by it. — Edna O'Brien Face to face Copy Share Image
what makes us so afraid is the thing we half see, or half hear, as in a wood at dusk, when a… — Edna O'Brien Animal Copy Share Image
Ideally I'd like to spend two evenings a week talking to Proust and another conversing with the Holy Ghost. — Edna O'Brien Evening Copy Share Image
We all leave one another. We die, we change - it's mostly change - we outgrow our best friends; but even if… — Edna O'Brien Best friend Copy Share Image
“I had not the heart to tell her that great love stories told of the pain and separateness between men and women.” — Edna O'Brien Love Copy Share Image
“I could feel she was angry with me because of my gawkiness, because of my accent and my oilskin bag, bound with… — Edna O'Brien Cousin Copy Share Image
“Wakened one morning in some dive to know the game was up. Nausea, the shivers, the disease that bums, stevedores, poets, and… — Edna O'Brien Poetry Copy Share Image
“The players were mostly seated, itching to begin, impatient men shuffling the packs of cards, a center lamp on each table, and… — Edna O'Brien Copy Share Image
“Oh Father, oh Mother, forgive us, for we know not what we do.” — Edna O'Brien Forgiveness Copy Share Image
She was an auxiliary nurse but training to be a true nurse because that was her calling, to serve mankind. She was… — Edna O'Brien Calling Copy Share Image
When you fall in love, it is spring no matter when. Leaves falling make no difference, they are from another season. — Edna O'Brien Differences Copy Share Image
