Fay Weldon
Fay Weldon
Fay Weldon CBE FRSLis an English author, essayist and playwright, whose work has been associated with feminism. In her fiction, Weldon typically portrays contemporary women who find themselves trapped in oppressive situations caused by the patriarchal structure of British society...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 September 1931
real self biographies
There is no real escape from autobiography into biography. The self has to be faced, or we die.
real writing stories
I know that I'm a real writer because sometimes I write a story just because I want to; not because someone's told me to.
reality thinking light
No one seemed able to look at themselves, coolly, from the outside. Their reality was all that could be seen in the light cast ahead by their own wishful thinking.
weakness realizing shortcomings
A 'weakness,' I now realize, is nothing but a strength not properly developed.
running real long
I was seduced by secrets, which are to true love as artificial sweetener is to sugar, calorie-free but in the long run carcinogenic, not the real thing, and only a peculiar aftertaste in the mouth to tell you so, to warn you.
committees
The greatest things are accomplished by individual people, not by committees or companies.
people
People give us credit only for what we ourselves believe.
man
No one could be more happy than a man who has never known affliction.
practice mind affirmation
Only one thing registers on the subconscious mind: repetitive application - practice. What you practice is what you manifest.
clothes today looks
Every time you open your wardrobe, you look at your clothes and you wonder what you are going to wear. What you are really saying is 'Who am I going to be today?
party clothes people
Nowadays most people wear black most of the time anyway: go to a literary party and one would imagine everyone there was in perpetual mourning for their lives.
happiness hate hands
To the happy all things come: happiness can even bring the dead back to life. It is our resentments, our dreariness, our hate and envy, unrecognized by us, which keeps us miserable. Yet these things are in our heads, not out of our hands; we own them. We can throw them out if we choose.
mother children eye
All mothers love their own children as best they can, according to their temperament and circumstances, and all mothers should have done better, in their children's eyes, when the going gets tough for the children.
children men car
My experience of men in cars has always been that if you don't want them to do something, they will. It is when they are behind a wheel that they most fear the control of women and children.