Rebecca West
Rebecca West
Dame Cicely Isabel Fairfield DBE, known as Rebecca West, or Dame Rebecca West, was a British author, journalist, literary critic and travel writer. An author who wrote in many genres, West reviewed books for The Times, the New York Herald Tribune, the Sunday Telegraph, and the New Republic, and she was a correspondent for The Bookman. Her major works include Black Lamb and Grey Falcon, on the history and culture of Yugoslavia; A Train of Powder, her coverage of the...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionActivist
Date of Birth21 December 1892
CountryIreland
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I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.
People call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.
I do not myself find it agreeable to be 90, and I cannot imagine why it should seem so to other people. It is not that you have any fears about your own death, it is that your upholstery is already dead around you.
Any writer worth his salt knows that only a small proportion of literature does nore than partly compensate people for the damage they have suffered in learning to read.
It isn't only living people who die, it is great stretches of living, which can die even when the people who lived there still exist.
It's my profession to bring people from various outlying districts of the mind to the normal. There seems to be a general feeling it's the place where they ought to be. Sometimes I don't see the urgency myself.
I wonder if we are all wrong about each other, if we are just composing unwritten novels about the people we meet?
There was a definite process by which one made people into friends, and it involved talking to them and listening to them for hours at a time.
Unhappy people are dangerous.
It is not possible that a just God should forgive people who are wicked because another person who was good endured agony by being nailed to a cross.
Whatever happens, never forget that people would rather be led to perdition by a man, than to victory by a woman.
I believe if people are looking for the truth, the truth of the Christian religion will come out and meet them.
There was too much hatred in the world; it was manifestly as dangerous as gunpowder, yet people let it lie about, in the way of ignition.
There is nothing more frightening than the faces of people whom one does not know but who seem to know one, and be amused by one.