438 Quotes by John Fowles

Everything free and decent in life is being locked away in filthy little cellars by beastly people who don’t care.

The thing I felt most clearly, when the first corner was turned, was that I had escaped. Obscurer, but no less strong, was the feeling that she loved me more than I loved her, and that consequently I had in some indefinable way won.

If Rome, a city of the vulgar living, had been depressing after Greece, London, a city of the drab dead, was fifty times worse.

And the sky all wild, all free, all wind and air and space and stars.

Edith Sitwell’s interest in art was largely confined to portraits of herself.

As if that solves everything, as if to hate something means it can’t have affected you.

And I just can’t live in this present. I would go mad if I did.

One writes things and the implications shriek- it’s like suddenly realizing one’s deaf.

There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not anymore what you will become. It is what you are and always will be.