It takes a lot of energy and a lot of neurosis to write a novel. If you were really sensible, you'd do something else. Lawrence Durrell More Quotes by Lawrence Durrell More Quotes From Lawrence Durrell What are stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing? Lawrence Durrell stars body healing Somewhere in the heart of experience there is an order and a coherence which we might purprise if we were attentive enough, loving enough, or patient enough. Lawrence Durrell heart might order The steward, according to custom, had stopped all the clocks. This, in the language of Narouz, said "Your stay with us is so brief, let us not be reminded of the flight of the hours." Lawrence Durrell flight emotion language I have been thinking about the girl I met last night in the mirror: dark on the marble-ivory white: glossy black hair: deep suspiring eyes in which one's glances sink because they are nervous, curious, turned to sexual curiosity. Lawrence Durrell girl eye dark Science is the poetry of the intellect and poetry the science of the heart's affections. Lawrence Durrell intellect affection heart Gamblers and lovers really play to lose. Lawrence Durrell loses lovers play …I once found a list of diseases as yet unclassified by medical science, and among these there occurred the word Islomania, which was described as a rare but by no means unknown affliction of spirit. There are people…who find islands somehow irresistible. The mere knowledge that they are on an island, a little world surrounded by the sea, fills them with an indescribable intoxication. These born “islomanes”…are direct descendents of the Atlanteans Lawrence Durrell sea islands mean I am just a refugee from the long slow toothache of English life. It is terrible to love life so much you can hardly breathe! Lawrence Durrell love-life breathe long The effective in art is what rapes the emotions of your audience without nourishing its values. Lawrence Durrell audience emotion art An idea is like a rare bird which cannot be seen. What one sees is the trembling of the branch it has just left. Lawrence Durrell branches bird ideas Truth disappears with the telling of it. Lawrence Durrell disappear telling-the-truth truth No one can go on being a rebel too long without turning into an autocrat. Lawrence Durrell rebel goes-on long Perhaps our only sickness is to desire a truth which we cannot bear rather than to rest content with the fictions we manufacture out of each other. Lawrence Durrell bears desire fiction I suppose the secret of his success is in his tremendous idleness which almost approaches the supernatural. Lawrence Durrell idleness approach secret Whatever the heart desires, it purchases at the cost of soul Lawrence Durrell soul desire heart The loved object is simply one that has shared an experience at the same moment of time, narcissistically; and the desire to be near the beloved object is at first not due to the idea of possessing it, but simply to let the two experiences compare themselves, like reflections in different mirrors. All this may precede the first look, kiss, or touch; precede ambition, pride, or envy; precede the first declarations which mark the turning point—for from here love degenerates into habit, possession, and back to loneliness. Lawrence Durrell kissing loneliness ambition You see, nothing matters except pleasure - which is the opposite of happiness, its tragic part, I expect. Lawrence Durrell pleasure matter opposites Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they were. Lawrence Durrell pillars squares air The realisation of one's own death is the point at which one becomes adult. Lawrence Durrell realisation adults Frost in January minus 20 for a week. Dead birds frozen on the branch—they fall with the first thaw like ripe fruit—death-ripened. We shall all end like them—just a stain in the snow. Lawrence Durrell snow bird fall
