Lawrence Durrell
Lawrence Durrell
Lawrence George Durrellwas an expatriate British novelist, poet, dramatist, and travel writer...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth27 February 1912
french-culture culture
All culture corrupts, but French culture corrupts absolutely.
dark cities echoes
No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous Dark beauty flowering under veils, Trapped in the spectrum of a dying style: A village like an instinct left to rust, Composed around the echo of a pistol-shot.
love growing divides
Love joins and then divides. How else would we be growing?
suicide comedian
Comedians are the nearest to suicide.
truth truth-is enigmatic
Truth is a woman. That is why it is enigmatic.
flower space demand
They flower spontaneously out of the demands of our natures - and the best of them lead us not only outward in space, but inward as well.
writing neurosis energy
It takes a lot of energy and a lot of neurosis to write a novel. If you were really sensible, you'd do something else.
music lonely loneliness
Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.
reality missing way
We should tackle reality in a slightly jokey way, otherwise we miss its point.
lying punishment guilt
Guilt always hurries towards its complement, punishment: only there does its satisfaction lie.
long goes-on revolution
No one can go on being a rebel too long without turning into an autocrat.
memories lying hair
I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie suspended like a hair or a feather in the cloudy mixtures of memory.
love jealousy envy
It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
memories ocean unique
These are the moments which are not calculable, and cannot be assessed in words; they live on in the solution of memory, like wonderful creatures, unique of their own kind, dredged up from the floors of some unexplored ocean.