527 Quotes by Ian McEwan

was it possible that i was, in the modern term, in denial?

Nothing was to be lost by beginning at the beginning...

No one knew about the squirrel’s skull beneath her bed, but no one wanted to know.

She would simply wait on the bridge, calm and obstinate, until events, real events, not her own fantasies, roe to her challenge, and dispelled her insignificance.

Let his name be cleared and everyone else adjust their thinking. He had put in time, now they must do the work. His business was simple. Find Cecilia and love her, marry her and live without shame.

one could drown in irrelevance.

...beauty, she had discovered occupied a narrow band. Ugliness, on the hand, had infinite variation.

She sleepwalked from moment to moment, and whole months slipped by without memory, without bearing the faintest imprint of her conscious will.

The evasions of her little novel were exactly those of her life. Everything she did not wish to confront was also missing from her novella--and was necessary to it.