Caitlin Thomas
Caitlin Thomas
Caitlin Thomaswas the wife of the poet and writer Dylan Thomas. Their marriage was a stormy affair, fuelled by alcohol and infidelity, though the couple remained together until Dylan's death in 1953. After her husband's death she wrote the book Leftover Life to Kill, an account of her self-exile to Italy. She paints a picture of a grieving widow seeking solace in distance, a younger lover, and alcohol...
body journalism menace
[On journalists:] They are as disruptive a menace to the public body: as grating turds in the intestines are to the private body.
aunt tears journalism
[On journalists:] They are the scavengers of society who, possessing no guts of their own, tear out the guts of celebrities. They have the sycophantic, false enthusing gush of maiden aunts: who are accustomed to being trampled on doormats.
close sad
We're all so close to each other, so it's sad to know that it's over.
division fastest good guess hopefully last later moved time year
She was in Division II last year and they moved down this year. I guess that's a pretty good day. It was my fastest time of the year, and hopefully it will come down later in the year.
eye insanity creation
Between threading a needle and raving insanity is the smallest eye in creation.
hurt skins may
[On journalists:] ... however lyingly libellous they may be: nobody can seriously hurt the reputation of a Great person. If he is hurt: he is not Great. They can but scratch at his skin with their mice nails.
pain book learning
none of what I know is out of books. ... I prefer tactual learning. Touching, on the quick of the sore nail, of present, mobile life. To toy, to gnaw, to tear: at the living element of pain. Like at a living drumstick.
block winter long
money ... is only important when you have none; and though it may not be everything, it goes a very long way towards blocking up the winter draft of age.
return should rough
One should never go back to a place one has loved; for, however, rough the going forward is, it is better than the snuffing out-of-love return.
eye reality hands
So it is useless to evade reality, because it only makes it more virulent in the end. But instead, look steadfastly into the slit, pin-pointed, malignant eyes of reality: as an old-hand trainer dominates his wild beasts. Take it by the scruff of the neck, and shake the evil intent out of it; till it rattles out harmlessly, like gall bladder stones, fossilized on the floor.
language stifling resignation
resignation, perhaps the most stifling word in the language.
bears ridicule
Love can bear anything better than ridicule.
people creative doe
There is a great gulf between the really creative person and normal people. The totally creative person does not have the rest of his life in proper proportion.
believe thinking limits
There is, happily, no limit to the faith of human nature in believing what it wants to believe.