the smell of lilacs crept poignantly into the room like a remembered spring. Margaret Millar More Quotes by Margaret Millar More Quotes From Margaret Millar The world of maps is nice and flat and simple. It has areas for people and areas for monsters. What a shock it is to discover the world is round and the areas merge and nothing separates the monsters and ourselves; that we are all whirling around in space together and there isn't even a graceful way of falling off. Margaret Millar nicesimplefall The smell of moist earth and lilacs hung in the air like wisps of the past and hints of the future. Margaret Millar airspringpast Some people become so expert at reading between the lines they don't read the lines. Margaret Millar readingacceptancepeople Sanity is a matter of culture and convention. If it's a crazy culture you live in, then you have to be irrational to want to conform. A completely rational person would recognize that the culture was crazy and refuse to conform. But by not conforming, he is the one who would be judged crazy by that particular society. Margaret Millar crazywould-beculture Violence is the instinctive response to fear. Margaret Millar responseviolence When you're counting alibis and not apples, one plus one equals none. Margaret Millar countingapplesexcuse Any good marriage involves a certain amount of play-acting. Margaret Millar good-marriageactingplay You can't drown your troubles ... because troubles can swim. Margaret Millar troubleswim I wish people would quit telling me to think. I think. Thinking's easy. It's not thinking that's hard. Margaret Millar wishpeoplethinking There is no such thing as an ex-exhibitionist. Margaret Millar exhibitionistexes Shrews are made, not born. Margaret Millar shrewsbornmade People, alas, are more impressed by statistics than they are by ideas. Margaret Millar datapeopleideas That's what a conscience is made of, scar tissue ... Little strips and pieces of remorse sewn together year by year until they formed a distinctive pattern, a design for living. Margaret Millar designtogetheryears Civilization has imposed countless restrictions and conventions on each of us, with the result that the subconscious in the majority of us has become a storage room without a key. We are forced to suppress or forget so many events and ideas and thoughts that those to which we should have access are lost in the welter. However, there are people who seem capable of unlocking this part of their minds and extracting relevant information. Margaret Millar keysshould-havecivilization The sun was shining like a congratulation. Margaret Millar congratulationsshiningsun To the uneducated eye, as to the incurious mind, much of the world is in darkness, and a thousand songs are lost on the unlistening ear. Margaret Millar eyedarknesssong I didn't mind giving up carnality, jewelry and red meat in return for comradeship and an afterlife. Margaret Millar afterlifegiving-upmind When someone gives me three reasons instead of one, I'm inclined not to believe any of them. Margaret Millar threegivingbelieve Common sense is a vastly overrated virtue. I myself prefer the spark of genius. Margaret Millar sparkscommon-sensegenius If you go around looking for accidents, asking for them, they can't be called accidents any more. Margaret Millar accidentsifsasking
