My dream had become my reality: my old life was a discarded husk. L.P. Hartley More Quotes by L.P. Hartley More Quotes From L.P. Hartley It's better to write about things you feel than about things you know about. L.P. Hartley writers-and-writing writing feels The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. L.P. Hartley future memories country Grown-ups didn't seem to realize that for me, as for most other schoolboys, it was easier to keep silent than to speak. I was a natural oyster. L.P. Hartley oysters realizing speak You insisted on thinking of them as angels, even if they were fallen angels. L.P. Hartley fallen angel thinking To see things as they really were--what an empoverishment! L.P. Hartley Readers tend to devour short stories on a newssheet, but would be disinclined to read them in collections L.P. Hartley short-story would-be stories Mr. Scott Fitzgerald deserves a good shaking. Here is an unmistakable talent unashamed of making itself a motley to the view. The Great Gatsby is an absurd story, whether considered as romance, melodrama, or plain record of New York high life. L.P. Hartley romance new-york views
