It's not the punch you expect that knocks you down. Linda Grant More Quotes by Linda Grant More Quotes From Linda Grant Clothes as text, clothes as narration, clothes as a story. Clothes as the story of our lives. And if you were to gather all the clothes you have ever owned in all your life, each baby shoe and winter coat and wedding dress, you would have your autobiography. Linda Grant fashion winter baby The clothes you wear are a metamorphosis. They change you from the outside in. Linda Grant clothes-you-wear metamorphosis clothes The legacy of women's war work is our present post-industrial employment structure. It was the war that created the demand for a technologically advanced, de-skilled, low-paid, non-unionized female workforce and paved the way for making part-time work the norm for married women now. A generation later, it was the daughters of wartime women workers who completed their mothers' campaign for equal pay. Linda Grant daughter mother war Many of us, whether in the jungles of Asia or on the streets of Chicago, had discovered that noble causes can lead to ignoble actions and that we were capable of sacrificing honor to a sense of efficacy. Linda Grant sacrifice honor war When I was 20 I was immensely proud of the rows of grey-spined Penguin Modern Classics in my bookcase. Linda Grant penguins modern proud Reading wasn't my religion - it was my oxygen. Linda Grant oxygen reading A new dress. Is this all it takes to make a new beginning, this shred of dyed cloth, shaped into the form of a woman's body? Linda Grant new-beginnings body dresses Revenge is so much more satisfying than regret. Linda Grant satisfying regret revenge I am not by any stretch of the imagination a tidy person, and the piles of unread books on the coffee table and by my bed have a plaintive, pleading quality to me - 'Read me, please!' Linda Grant coffee imagination book I'm a really hectic dreamer, I never wake up not out of a dream and there's loads going on, lots of action, big blockbuster dreams, they're all major enterprises. Linda Grant wake-up dream action I realized how for all of us who came of age in the late sixties and early seventies the war was a defining experience. You went o r you didn't, but the fact of it and the decisions it forced us to make marked us for the rest of our lives, just as the depression and World War II had marked my parents. Linda Grant decision depression war There is probably no finer prose writer alive in Britain now, no-one better at making a sentence, no-one better at descriptive writing, no-one who can get so close to the vividness of other peoples interior selves. Linda Grant alive self writing I was embarrassed by my parents. I thought they had nothing of interest to say or contribute to anything. My real crime was not understanding that they were interesting, and I have been trying to make it up to them for being so indescribably blase, so genuinely uninterested and dismissive. Linda Grant parents nothing thought understanding It became obvious to me that the generation who changed the world were my parents' generation, and not only in terms of the Second World War, but if you look at all the social legislation of the '60s - abortion, homosexual law reform, equal pay - it wasn't done by my generation; it was done by people who were adults. Linda Grant me you war people I'm not shy, not reclusive, not any of those things, but the idea of a day in front of me when I have nothing to do, is just, oh what pleasure! Linda Grant nothing day me shy When I was in my 20s in the 1970s, I read all of Jean Rhys. I have reread very little since because the first impressions were so powerful they have stayed with me. Linda Grant first because me powerful When I was a child, on Sunday mornings the family would assemble around the blue-leather-covered gramophone to listen to records. Linda Grant listen child sunday family Times were very hard if you were a poor, politically correct Jewish girl living in the east end of London during the Blitz and you were trying to eke out a living as a hairdresser. Linda Grant end you poor girl
