Death Quote by J.G. Ballard

“Beyond the silver span of the motor bridge lay basins of cracked mud the size of ballrooms - models of a state of mind,…

— J.G. Ballard

“First she would try to kill him, but failing this give him food and her body, breast-feed him back to a state of childishness…

— J.G. Ballard

“I love the smell of male urine and the reek of his groin on my bath towels after he’d had a shower”

— J.G. Ballard

“Overhead the sky was dull and cloudless, a bland impassive blue, more the interior ceiling of some deep irrevocable psychosis than the storm-filled celestial…

— J.G. Ballard

“Recently she had become intrigued by the admiring glances of other women. The admiration of her own sex existed on a higher and more…

— J.G. Ballard

“The bourgeois novel is the greatest enemy of truth and honesty that was ever invented.”

— J.G. Ballard

“Remember, the police are neutral - they hate everybody.”

— J.G. Ballard

“Jim knew that he was awake and asleep at the same time, dreaming of the war and yet dreamed of by the war.”

— J.G. Ballard

“I am looking into a silent world.”

— J.G. Ballard

“These people were the first to master a new kind of late twentieth-century life. They thrived on the rapid turnover of acquaintances, the lack…

— J.G. Ballard

“His unconscious was rapidly becoming a well-stocked pantheon of tutelary phobias and obsessions, homing onto his already over-burdened psyche like lost telepaths.”

— J.G. Ballard

“The long triangular grooves on the car had been formed within the death of an unknown creature, its vanished identity abstracted in terms of…

— J.G. Ballard