Barbara Pym
Barbara Pym
Barbara Mary Crampton Pymwas an English novelist. In the 1950s she published a series of social comedies, of which the best known are Excellent Womenand A Glass of Blessings. In 1977 her career was revived when the biographer David Cecil and the poet Philip Larkin both nominated her as the most under-rated writer of the century. Her novel Quartet in Autumnwas nominated for the Booker Prize that year, and she was elected as a Fellow of the Royal Society of...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth2 June 1913
love real sunshine
Oh, but it was splendid the things women were doing for men all the time, thought Jane. Making them feel, perhaps sometimes by no more than a casual glance, that they were loved and admired and desired when they were worthy of none of these things - enabling them to preen themselves and puff out their plumage like birds and bask in the sunshine of love, real or imagined, it didn't matter which.
book reading hands
I stretched out my hand towards the little bookshelf where I kept cookery and devotional books, the most comfortable bedside reading.
heart broken way
There are various ways of mending a broken heart, but perhaps going to a learned conference is one of the more unusual.
aunt laughing firsts
[The woman] paused and seemed to take a deep breath. 'You see,' she declared. 'I am Tom Mallow's aunt.' Catherine's first instinct was to burst out laughing. She wondered why there was something slightly absurd about aunts; perhaps it was because one thought of them as dear, comfortable creatures, somehow lacking in dignity and prestige.
smell drink librarian
Of course it's alright for librarians to smell of drink.
giving waiting inspire
Perhaps I need some shattering experience to awaken and inspire me, or at least to give me some emotion to recollect in tranquility. But how to get it? Sit here and wait for it or go out and seek it? . . . I expect it will be sit and wait.
oxford differences sick
There are no sick people in North Oxford. They are either dead or alive. It's sometimes difficult to tell the difference, that's all ...
giving helping good-things
What a good thing there is no marriage or giving in marriage in the after-life; it will certainly help to smooth things out.
life-is terrible terrible-things
Life is cruel and we do terrible things to each other.
hurt night missing
Perhaps there can be too much making of cups of tea, I thought, as I watched Miss Statham filling the heavy teapot. Did we really need a cup of tea? I even said as much to Miss Statham and she looked at me with a hurt, almost angry look, 'Do we need tea? she echoed. 'But Miss Lathbury...' She sounded puzzled and distressed and I began to realise that my question had struck at something deep and fundamental. It was the kind of question that starts a landslide in the mind. I mumbled something about making a joke and that of course one needed tea always, at every hour of the day or night.
thinking hands dramatic
I was so astonished that I could think of nothing to say, but wondered irrelevantly if I was to be caught with a teapot in my hand on every dramatic occasion.
novel reader
She had always been an unashamed reader of novels ...
would-be consciousness hours
My thoughts went round and round and it occurred to me that if I ever wrote a novel it would be of the 'stream of consciousness' type and deal with an hour in the life of a woman at the sink.
home funny-things cooking
The small things of life were often so much bigger than the great things . . . the trivial pleasure like cooking, one's home, little poems especially sad ones, solitary walks, funny things seen and overheard.