Author of quotes: Elizabeth Bowen. Page 3

There is no one more devoted to a person in love with someone else's love, who once witnessed a kiss.

People are also becoming obsolete, like car models; Major Brutt was a model of 1914-1918: there is no more demand for people like him. And at the same time, he continues to live so persistently on that it is even a pity that he cannot be handed over for spare parts...

Those who have no memories do not understand what is what.

There are people who, having barely heard the footsteps of fate, like steps on a staircase, crawl, cringing, into the saving darkness.

... Work is not what you pretend to be, but what you put into it.

It is very important to understand whether you are doing good to people or bad.

People, of course, are very happy, she thought, but individually dooms themselves to misfortune. And that is why she avoided the ostentatious mystery with which some people tried to surround themselves ...

When you are still so a few years old that love is out of the question, the head goes around only from the fact that you were noticed: you enthusiastically try on the status of a person.

We are insignificant in everything except our passions.

... There are years, and there are years - sometimes they drag on for a surprisingly long time.

... Appeals to good feelings do not lead to good.

People understand that they have acquired some kind of experience only when it begins to repeat itself - and until it repeats itself, it cannot even be called an experience.

Diaries are written for their own pleasure - and, of course, they are always monstrously lying about.

Nothing appears on paper as you thought, but a lot of things appear that you don’t think about. When you write, you are always a little delusional, even if you know what you want to say ... You have to work and work on perfection, gradually you become more precise, but not always more honest.