Angle Quote by Susanna Clarke

“A lovely young Italian girl passed by. Byron tilted his head to a very odd angle, half-closed his eyes and composed his features to…

— Susanna Clarke

Yet Byron never made tea as you do, who fill the pot so that when you put the lid on the tea spills over.…

— Virginia Woolf

“Death is death, Byron. We're dying, all of us, a little each day. Sometimes all at once in an instant. There are worse thing…

— Stephen Huff

“Ah, what he is; that is quite another thing. I have seen so many remarkable things in him, that if you would have me…

— Alexandre Dumas

“He suffered from indigestion now nearly every afternoon in his life, but as he lacked introspection he projected the associated discomfort upon the world.…

— H.G. Wells

The Byronic hero, incapable of love, or capable only of an impossible love, suffers endlessly. He is solitary, languid, his condition exhausts him. If…

— Albert Camus

“And that was the first time Byron remembered that he had ever thought how a man’s name, which is supposed to be just the…

— William Faulkner

“His temples throbbed but the migraine had retreated, leaving a soft wash of endorphins in its wake. He lay blinking at the pillow, light-headed…

— Sarah Hilary

“Now, though, there was a second part, an artifact of his recent illness, as if his melancholy had, in a universe adjacent to this…

— Garth Risk Hallberg

“His eyes had the ebb of his liver in them and he bore the air of a man who looks right at you and…

— Sam Lipsyte

“He had had a habit throughout the twenty-seven years of making a narrow remark which, like a plumber’s snake, could work its way through…

— Grace Paley

“When something baffled him he found that if he kept on worrying it, he got no further, and lost his sense of proportion in…

— Josephine Tey