13 Quotes by Eleanor Clark

You are eating the sea, that's it, only the sensation of a gulp of sea water has been wafted out of it by some sorcery, and you are on the verge of remembering you don't know what, mermaids or the sudden smell ofkelp on the ebb tide or a poem you read once, something connectedwith the flavor of life itself...

Obviously, if you don’t love life, you can’t enjoy an oyster.

Shame can be self-indulgence too.

Rome is everybody’s memory...

The fresh start is always an illusion but a necessary one.

It is like a party all the time; nobody has to worry about giving one or being invited; it is going on every day in the street and you can go down or be part of it from your window...

The Roman form of serenade is to race a motorcycle motor under the girl’s window, but mufflers are not common in any situation; the only things as dearly loved as a good noise are breakneck speed and eye-splitting lights, preferably neon – all expressions of well-being, like a huge belly-laugh.

Music or the color of the sea are easier to describe than the taste of one of these Armoricaines...

I think you write only out of a great trouble. A trouble of excitement, a trouble of enlargement, a trouble of displacement in yourself.