Zitat des Tages von Elizabeth Bowen:
All your youth you want to have your greatness taken for granted; when you find it taken for granted, you are unnerved.
Illusions are art, for the feeling person, and it is by art that we live, if we do.
Silences have a climax, when you have got to speak.
The importance to the writer of first writing must be out of all proportion of the actual value of what is written.
The innocent are so few that two of them seldom meet - when they do meet, their victims lie strewn all round.
If a theme or idea is too near the surface, the novel becomes simply a tract illustrating an idea.
The best that an individual can do is to concentrate on what he or she can do, in the course of a burning effort to do it better.
No object is mysterious. The mystery is your eye.
Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought.
Who is ever adequate? We all create situations each other can't live up to, then break our hearts at them because they don't.
It is not helpful to help a friend by putting coins in his pockets when he has got holes in his pockets.
When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.
Experience isn't interesting until it begins to repeat itself. In fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
Ireland is a great country to die or be married in.
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
We are minor in everything but our passions.
Art is one thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting.
The wish to lead out one's lover must be a tribal feeling; the wish to be seen as loved is part of one's self-respect.
I became, and remain, my characters' close and intent watcher: their director, never. Their creator I cannot feel that I was, or am.
Nobody can be kinder than the narcissist while you react to life in his own terms.
Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.
Never to lie is to have no lock on your door, you are never wholly alone.
If you look at life one way, there is always cause for alarm.
Nobody speaks the truth when there is something they must have.
Fantasy is toxic: the private cruelty and the world war both have their start in the heated brain.
Nothing can happen nowhere. The locale of the happening always colours the happening, and often, to a degree, shapes it.
That is partly why women marry - to keep up the fiction of being in the hub of things.
Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.
Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.
I think the main thing, don't you, is to keep the show on the road.
There is no end to the violations committed by children on children, quietly talking alone.