Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice; journalism what will be grasped at once.

The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark rapids of an underground river which may sometimes flow so near to the surface that the laughing picnic parties are heard above.

He [George Orwell] would not blow his nose without moralising on conditions in the handkerchief industry.

There is no more somber enemy of good art than the pram in the hall

Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice; journalism what will be grasped at once

Imagination is nostalgia for the past, the absent it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshot of reality.

Imagination equals nostalgia for the past, the absent; it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshot of reality