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Ian Mcewan quotes

British Author, Writer June 21, 1948

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Initially, a simple phrase chased round and round in Cecilia's thoughts: Of course, of course. How had she not seen it? Everything was explained. The whole day, the weeks before, her childhood. A lifetime. It was clear to her now. Why else take so long to choose a dress, or fight over a vase, or find everything so different, or be unable to leave? What had made her so blind, so obtuse? Ian Mcewan
We have many shelves of poetry at home, but still, it takes an effort to step out of the daily narrative of existence, draw that neglected cloak of stillness around you? and concentrate, if only for three or four minutes. Perhaps the greatest reading pleasure has an element of self-annihilation. To be so engrossed that you barely know you exist. Ian Mcewan
The Western world may have been undergoing a steady transformation, the young may have thought they had discovered a new way of talking to each other, the old barriers were said to be crumbling from the base. But the famous 'hand on the shoulder' was still applied, perhaps less frequently, perhaps with less pressure. Ian Mcewan
In a language as idiomatically stressed as English, opportunities for misreadings are bound to arise. By a mere backward movement of stress, a verb can become a noun, an act a thing. To refuse, to insist on saying no to what you believe is wrong, becomes at a stroke refuse, an insurmountable pile of garbage. Ian Mcewan
Ian Mcewan quote: "It was not generally realized that what children mostly wanted..."
It was not generally realized that what children mostly wanted was to be left alone. Ian Mcewan
You enter a state of controlled passivity, you relax your grip and accept that even if your declared intention is to justify the ways of God to man, you might end up interesting your readers rather more in Satan. Ian Mcewan
From this new and intimate perspective, she learned a simple, obvious thing she had always known, and everyone knew; that a person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn, not easily mended. Ian Mcewan
Ian Mcewan quote: "By degrees, he joins that sorry legion of passive men who..."
By degrees, he joins that sorry legion of passive men who abandon their children in order to placate their second wives. Ian Mcewan
Ian Mcewan quote: "He would work through the night and sleep until lunch. There..."
He would work through the night and sleep until lunch. There wasn't really much else to do. Make something, and die. Ian Mcewan
Dearest Cecilia, You’d be forgiven for thinking me mad, the way I acted this afternoon. The truth is I feel rather light headed and foolish in your presence, Cee, and I don’t think I can blame the heat. Ian Mcewan
Ian Mcewan quote: "Not everything people did could be in a correct, logical..."
Not everything people did could be in a correct, logical order, especially when they were alone. Ian Mcewan
She thought of Robbie at dinner when there had been something manic and glazed in his look. Might he be smoking the reefers she had read about in a magazine, these cigarettes that drove young men of bohemian inclination across the borders of insanity? Ian Mcewan
It wasn't only wickedness and scheming that made people unhappy...above all, it was the failure to grasp the simple truth that other people are as real as you. Ian Mcewan
Ian Mcewan quote: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my experience belongs to me,..."
I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my experience belongs to me, not the collective bloody unconscious. Ian Mcewan
It is shaming sometimes how the body will not, or cannot, lie about emotions. Who, for decorum’s sake, has ever slowed his heart, or muted a blush? Ian Mcewan

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