Angela Carter
Angela Carter
Angela Olive Carter-Pearcewho published as Angela Carter, was an English novelist, short story writer and journalist, known for her feminist, magical realism, and picaresque works. In 2008, The Times ranked Carter tenth in their list of "The 50 greatest British writers since 1945". In 2012, Nights at the Circus was selected as the best ever winner of the James Tait Black Memorial Prize...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 May 1940
fun cat thinking
For all cats have this particularity, each and every one, from the meanest alley sneaker to the proudest, whitest she that ever graced a pontiff's pillow — we have our smiles, as it were, painted on. Those small, cool, quite Mona Lisa smiles that smile we must, no matter whether it's been fun or it's been not. So all cats have a politician's air; we smile and smile and so they think we're villains
fun book mean
I think the adjective post-modernist really means mannerist. Books about books is fun but frivolous.
funny humor people
Comedy is tragedy that happens to other people.
adjective books books-and-reading fun means
I think the adjective ''post-modernist'' really means ''mannerist.'' Books about books is fun but frivolous.
blizzard coming dance-and-dancing danced outcasts watched
They danced the dance of the outcasts for the outcasts who watched them, amid the louring trees, with a blizzard coming on.
dinner great kids rings
Dinner was awesome. Mr. Rings can cook. And the kids did great serving.
care requires
I see this every day. If it's not a hand-out, if it's not free, if it requires a little work, they don't care for it.
future lead proud wonder
One day I think she will be famous. We are just really proud of her and I wonder what this will lead to. I wonder what her future will be.
mother istanbul skylines
The kind of power mothers have is enormous.
mind lovely age
It's every woman's tragedy, that, after a certain age, she looks like a female impersonator. Mind you, we've known some lovely female impersonators, in our time.
share reciprocity sensations
Reciprocity of sensation is not possible because to share is to be robbed.
mother class wife
And, oh God, in my misspent youth as a housewife, I, too, used to bake bread, in those hectic and desolating days just prior to the woman's movement, when middle-class women were supposed to be wonderful wives and mothers, gracious hostesses.... I used to feel so womanly when I was baking my filthy bread.
iron sheets deadline
The only time I ever iron the sheets or make meringues is when there is an ... urgent deadline in the offing.
dream dark greek
Strangers used to gather together at the cinema and sit together in the dark, like Ancient Greeks participating in the mysteries, dreaming the same dream in unison.