• To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape

    John Fowles
  • It's despair at the lack of feeling, of love, of reason in the world. It's despair that anyone can even contemplate the idea of dropping a bomb or ordering that it should be dropped. It's despair that so few of us care. It's despair that there's so much brutality and callousness in the world. It's despair that perfectly normal young men can be made vicious and evil because they've won a lot of money. And then do what you've done to me

    John Fowles
  • The most important questions in life can never be answered by anyone except oneself

    John Fowles
  • I just think of things as beautiful or not. Can't you understand? I don't think of good or bad. Just of beautiful or ugly. I think a lot of nice things are ugly and a lot of nasty things are beautiful

    John Fowles
  • Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish in ourselves if we are to live in society

    John Fowles
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