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Barbara Pym

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Фотография Барбара Пим (photo Barbara Pym)
   

День рождения: 02.06.1913 года
Возраст: 66 лет
Дата смерти: 11.01.1980 года

Quotes of Barbara Pym

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  • ⋅How absurd and delicious it is to be in love with somebody younger than yourself. Everybody should try it. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅There are some things too dreadful to be revealed, and it is even more dreadful how, in spite of our better instincts,we long to know about them. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅How absurd and delicious it is to be in love with somebody younger than yourself. Everybody should try it. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅[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. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅Of course it's alright for librarians to smell of drink. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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 /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅I love Evensong. There's something sad and essentially English about it. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅Dulcie always found a public library a little upsetting, for one saw so many odd people there... /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅I stretched out my hand towards the little bookshelf where I kept cookery and devotional books, the most comfortable bedside reading. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅Oh, this coming back to an empty house,' Rupert thought, when he had seen her safely up to her door. People - though perhaps it was only women - seemed to make so much of it. As if life itself were not as empty as the house one was coming back to. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅She had always been an unashamed reader of novels ... /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅She set about preparing her supper. It would have to be one of those classically simple meals, the sort that French peasants are said to eat and that enlightened English people sometimes enjoy rather self-consciously - a crusty French loaf, cheese, and lettuce and tomatoes from the garden. Of course there should have been wine and a lovingly prepared dressing of oil and vinegar, but Dulcie drank orange squash and ate mayonnaise that came from a bottle. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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 ... /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅Novel writing is a kind of private pleasure, even if nothing comes of it in worldly terms. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅I imagine the proverb about too many cooks spoiling the broth can be applied to writing as well as anything else. The poetical or literary broth is better cooked by one person. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅What a good thing there is no marriage or giving in marriage in the after-life; it will certainly help to smooth things out. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅There are various ways of mending a broken heart, but perhaps going to a learned conference is one of the more unusual. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅It was odd how one found oneself making trivial conversation on important occasions. Perhaps it was because one could not say what was really in one's mind. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅The burden of keeping three people in toilet paper seemed to me rather a heavy one. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅You know Mildred would never do anything wrong or foolish. I reflected a little sadly that this was only too true and hoped I did not appear too much that kind of person to others. Virtue is an excellent thing and we should all strive after it, but it can sometimes be a little depressing. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅I realised that one might love him secretly with no hope of encouragement, which can be very enjoyable for the young or inexperienced. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅I pulled myself up and told myself to stop these ridiculous thoughts, wondering why it is that we can never stop trying to analyse the motives of people who have no personal interest in us, in the vain hope of finding that perhaps they may have just a little after all. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅Once outside the magic circle the writers became their lonely selves, pondering on poems, observing their fellow men ruthlessly, putting people they knew into novels; no wonder they were without friends. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅Life is cruel and we do terrible things to each other. /Barbara Pym
  • ⋅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. /Barbara Pym
Goss Malone
Omalone1 16.07.2019 07:48:16
Women think that all men are equal, and this is their strength, men think all women are different - it destroys them.




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