Lawrence Durrell
Lawrence George Durrell (February 27, 1912 November 7, 1990) was a British novelist, poet, dramatist, and travel writer, though he resisted affiliation with Britain and preferred to be considered cosmopolitan. He was born in India and, at the age of eleven, was sent to attend school in England a country in which he was never happy and which he left as soon as possible.
16 Quotes
Old age is an insult. It's like being smacked.
— Lawrence Durrell
For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfil it in its true potential --the imagination.
— Lawrence Durrell
The appalling thing is the degree of charity women are capable of. You see it all the time... love lavished on absolute fools. Love's a charity ward, you know.
— Lawrence Durrell
I'm trying to die correctly, but it's very difficult, you know.
— Lawrence Durrell
Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they were.
— Lawrence Durrell
A woman's best love letters are always written to the man she is betraying.
— Lawrence Durrell
It's unthinkable not to love --you'd have a severe nervous breakdown. Or you'd have to be Philip Larkin.
— Lawrence Durrell
The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.
— Lawrence Durrell
Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.
— Lawrence Durrell
Music is only love looking for words.
— Lawrence Durrell
Everyone loathes his own country and countrymen if he is any sort of artist.
— Lawrence Durrell
No one can go on being a rebel too long without turning into an autocrat.
— Lawrence Durrell
Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will --whatever we may think.
— Lawrence Durrell
Truth disappears with the telling of it.
— Lawrence Durrell
It's only with great vulgarity that you can achieve real refinement, only out of bawdy that you can get tenderness.
— Lawrence Durrell
There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature.
— Lawrence Durrell