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
years long one-day
...in their millenial and long-lived patience they knew quite well how, in a hundred years, or a thousand years' time, or else, perhaps, tomorrow, in an hour's time, for it was all a gamble, a million to one chance, but all the same there was a chance that if they kept on shaking their chains, one day, some day, the clasps upon the shackles would part.
years hours mets
For hours, for days, for years, she had wandered endlessly within herself but never met anybody, nobody.
heart years adjectives
I haven't changed much, over the years. I use less adjectives, now, and have a kinder heart, perhaps.
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.
hoping-for-the-best worst
Hope for the best, expect the worst.