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„Каждая крупица опыта — пища для ненасытной души художника.“

„Добро это нечто выбранное. Когда человек не может выбирать, он перестает быть человеком.“

„Греки создали самые яркие образы чудовищ, предоставив будущему их материализовать.“

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„Золото – дело особое, залог безопасности. Ей дорог этот самородок не как семейная реликвия, а потому, что он – реальная ценность, не то что бумажные деньги. Деньги приходят и уходят, обращаются в прах, улетают как ветер. Золото есть золото.“

образ
Источник: Железо, ржавое железо

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„Прошлое – это источник, питающий настоящее, и каждый дошедший до нас фрагмент прошлого делает нас духовно богаче.“

золото
Источник: Железо, ржавое железо

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„Повремени. Сама жизнь всё вечно откладывает. Впрочем, не всё.“

духовность
Источник: Железо, ржавое железо

Энтони Бёрджесс Цитаты о жизни

„Дерек часто называл ее «цветочком». Раньше так называл Беатрису-Джоанну Тристрам.
Будь она в самом деле цветком, она бы принадлежала к классу Diandria — двухтычинковых.
Ей нужны были двое мужчин, ее жизнь должна быть приправлена неверностью.“

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„Научный подход к жизни не обязательно угоден когда вас мучит душа.“

цветок
Источник: романы

„... ну, конечно, все эти люди за здоровый образ жизни, в постели, вообще никакие ...“

„Торговля и азартные игры, а иногда и женщина - это была жизнь мужчины.“

„Самое важное — это моральный выбор. Помимо добра должно быть и зло, иначе не будет морального выбора. Жизнью движет непрерывная борьба моральных противоположностей.“

„До того как погасло электричество и лифты застряли внизу, его квартира находилась на добрых тридцать этажей выше, чем теперешняя.“

Энтони Бёрджесс цитаты

Эта цитата ждет обзора.

„Египетский священник играет с тайной языка, чтобы увеличить свою значимость.“

этаж
Источник: романы

„... Я типичный англичанин моего класса - чудак-идеалист.“

„Цветы болтали с огромной скоростью и на очень высоких тонах, и Эдгару пришлось подойти к ним вплотную, чтобы разобрать, о чем они говорят.“

Эта цитата ждет обзора.

„Война учит верить в самое невероятное.“

цветы
Источник: проза

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„Разрушение проще и зрелищнее созидания.“

война
Источник: Железо, ржавое железо

„Каждая капля опыта — что нектар для жаждущей, растущей души художника.“

„Ты можешь написать отличную книгу, но это не будет значить, что ты — отличный писатель. Ты — лишь автор одной отличной книги. По-моему, автор должен объять широкую ширь и покорить бездонные бездны, чтобы стать великим писателем.“

„Сила власти, каждый хочет власти“

„Репутация Розмари была известна; он, по неясной логике, станет ретроспективно рогоносцем.“

„... пророк безобидного утешения в суровом мире ...“

„Если мир должен быть улучшен, он должен быть осуществлен индивидуальной благотворительностью.“

„Значит, вы признаете легкомысленность в отношении важных глобальных проблем?“

„Вы не были помещены на эту Землю только для того, чтобы войти в контакт с Богом“

„Я мало знаю о женщинах моей расы ...“

„Мы правительство, которое верит в то, что у всех есть иллюзия свободной воли.“

„... Новелло должен быть чрезвычайно благодарен за то, что его неуклюжую дочь сняли с рук таска.“

„…британцы. Веселый, белый, толстый, безобразный, отнюдь не симпатичный, холодный ...“

“Somerset Maugham refers more than once to the pleasure of the Malayan morning - papaya and eggs and bacon and strong British tea taken while the air is cool and the sun awaits its sudden thrust into the green land….”

Энтони Бёрджесс: Цитаты на английском языке

“And now, as so often happened, my brain in a fever took over the datum of the dream and enriched and expanded it. Norman Douglas spoke pedantically on behalf of the buggers. `We have this right, you see, to shove it up. On a road to Capri I found a postman who had fallen off his bicycle, you see, unconscious, somewhat concussed. He lay in exactly the right position. I buggered him with athletic swiftness: he would come to and feel none the worse.’ The Home Secretary nodded sympathetically while the rain wept on to him in Old Palace Yard. `I mean, minors. I mean, there’d be little in it for us if you restricted the act to consenting males over, say, eighteen. Boys are so pliable, so exquisitely sodomizable. You do see that, don’t you, old man?’ The Home Secretary nodded as if to say: Of course, old public-school man myself, old boy. I saw a lot of known faces, Pearson, Tyrwit, Lewis, Charlton, James, all most reasonable, claiming the legal right to maul and suck and bugger. I put myself in the gathering and said, also most reasonable, that it was nothing to do with the law: you were still left with the ethics and theology of the thing. What we had a right to desire was love, and nothing hindered that right. Oh nonsense, he’s such a bore. As for theology, isn’t there that apocryphal book of the Bible in which heterosexuality is represented as the primal curse?”

Non-Fiction, Homage to QWERT YUIOP: Selected Journalism 1978-1985 (1986)

“Williams’s starting point is the immense pessimism of nineteenth-century men of letters…. One can explain this pessimism to some extent in terms of various social and political failures, especially in France…. But Dr Williams would rather look at the physically examinable, and he finds in the author’s disease the roots of what his book cover calls, with an admirable eye on the market, the horror of life….”

Fiction, Earthly Powers (1980)

“…a man who sold meat but knew nothing of the poetry of the slaughterhouse…. Ted Arden was no ice-cream butcher.”

Non-Fiction, Homage to QWERT YUIOP: Selected Journalism 1978-1985 (1986)

“…The subjects we study at school can be divided roughly into two groups—the sciences and the arts. The sciences include mathematics, geography, chemistry, physics, and so on. Among the arts are drawing, painting, modelling, needlework, drama, music, literature. The purpose of education is to fit us for life in a civilised community, and it seems to follow from the subjects we study that the two most important things in civilised life are Art and Science.”

Fiction, The Right to an Answer (1960)

“Quite all right, sir. Plenty of time. You have a sleep, sir.’
Hood turned over with his fat bottom towards Nabby Adams. Thank God. Nabby Adams tiptoed over again to the serving-hatch, ordered another, downed it. He began to feel a great deal better. After yet another he felt better still. Poor old Robin Hood wasn’t such a bad type. Stupid, didn’t know a gear-box from a spare tyre, but he meant well. The world generally looked better. The sun shone, the palms shook in the faint breeze, a really lovely Malay girl passed by the window. Proud of carriage, in tight baju and rich sarong, she balanced voluptuous haunches. Her blue-black hair had some sort of a flower in it; how delicate the warm brown of her flat flower-like face.
‘What time is it, Nabby?’….”

Non-Fiction, English Literature: A Survey for Students (1958, revised 1974)

“Penang is a paradise, and east coast Kelantan has beautiful Malay women who walk proudly ahead of their husbands and scorn Koranic purdah….”

Fiction, Time for a Tiger (1956)

“I suppose the only real reason for travelling is to learn that all people are the same.”

Non-Fiction, Homage to QWERT YUIOP: Selected Journalism 1978-1985 (1986)

“There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, Dim being really dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar making up rassoodocks what to do with the evening, a flip dark chill winter bastard though dry. The Korova Milkbar was a milk-plus mesto, and you may, O my brothers, have forgotten what these mestos were like, things changing so skorry these days, and everybody very quick to forget, newspapers not being read much neither.”

Fiction, One Hand Clapping (1961)

“East? They wouldn’t know the bloody East if they saw it. Not if you was to hand it to them on a plate would they know it was the East. That’s where the East is, there.' He waved his hand wildly into the black night. 'Out there, west. You wasn’t there, so you wouldn’t know. Now I was. Palestine Police from the end of the war till we packed up. That was the East. You was in India, and that’s not the East any more than this is. So you know nothing about it either. So you needn’t be talking.”

Fiction, A Clockwork Orange (1962)

“His real wife, his houri, his paramour was everywhere waiting, genie-like, in a bottle. The hymeneal gouging-off of the bottle-top, the kiss of the brown bitter yeasty flow, the euphoria far beyond the release of detumescence.”

Fiction, Time for a Tiger (1956)

“…Carlo delivered what began as a panegyric and ended as an anathema…. His brother…regarded by the stupid and the wicked as a sort of imbecilic weakness, an infantile inability to come to terms with the sophisticated world of affairs. Because he was just he was to be seen as a quixotic madman, because he was virtuous he was to be taken for a eunuch, because he was magnanimous he was to be gulled and derided…. ‘There are many here today in this great modern temple of the Lord who have come not out of the piety of friendship or respect but following sickening forms of hypocritical convention, and among these are some that are soiled, bemerded, stinking with wealth amassed unjustly, wealth made out of torture and murder and the exploitation of human frailty, a precarious wealth as insubstantial as fairy gold, demon gold rather, that will crumble into dust at the dawn of the recovery of sanity and virtue by a great nation temporarily demented, an angelic land to its immigrants that is now set upon by the devils of greed, stupidity and madness…”

Fiction, Time for a Tiger (1956)

“There's no doubt that there is a homosexual mafia. Indeed, we had a homosexual Prime Minister, Edward Heath. He's been very clever about it. He's never been found accosting little boys. It may have been hushed up. [Remark quoted in Roger Lewis, Anthony Burgess (2002), p. 184]”

Fiction, Earthly Powers (1980)

“The West is eveningland, the East morningland.”

People, Joseph Conrad, Edward Heath

“We might as well have a cup of tea,’ he said, and we noisily marched over the hollow boards of the glass-covered bridge, down the stairs to Platform Four. We entered the filthy Gothic tea-room and Everett ordered. The serving-woman served us with tired distain; she treated her customers like a dull and endless film that could only, with order and money, make a very rare stereoscopic contact with her real though duller world. Everett took me to a table and began to talk sadly but eagerly.”

Fiction, Nothing Like the Sun (1964)

“God, say some philosophers, manifests himself in the sublunary world in particular beauties, truths and acts of benevolence; properly, the values should be conjoined to shadow their identity in the godhead, but this happens so infrequently that one must suppose divinity condones a kind of diabolic fracture or else, and perhaps my book is already giving some hint of this, he demonstrates his ineffable freedom through contriving at times a wanton inconsistency. If this is so, we need not wonder at Messalina’s failure to match her beauty with a love of truth and goodness. She was a chronic liar and she was thoroughly bad. But her beauty, we are told, was a miracle. The symmetry of her body obeyed all the golden rules of the mystical architects, her skin was without even the most minuscule flaw and it glowed as though gold had been inlaid behind translucent ivory, her breasts were full and yet pertly disdained earth’s pull, the nipples nearly always erect, and visibly so beneath her byssinos, as in a state of perpetual sexual excitation, the areolas delicately pigmented to a kind of russet. The sight of her weaving bare white arms was enough, it is said, to make a man grit his teeth with desire to be encircled by them; the smooth plain of her back, tapering to slenderness only to expand lusciously to the opulence of her perfect buttocks, demanded unending caresses.”

Fiction, The Right to an Answer (1960)

“In the name of Allah the all-powerful, all-merciful, all-knowing, know that it is by his holy will that we come to free the peoples of the Nile from their immemorial and most cruel bondage to the Turks and the Mamelukes, free men of Frankistan bringing freedom, respecting Islam and the tenets of the holy prophet, may his name be praised and the holy name of Allah most high exalted for ever more.”

Fiction, The Kingdom of the Wicked (1985)

“…who will show us God now? The Christians? Christianity was abolished by the Second Vatican Council. The Jews? They worship a bloody tribal deity…. Then I saw how Islam contained everything and yet was as simple and sharp and bright as a sword. I had dreamt of no Islamic revolution in Britain but rather of a slow conversion, helped by an Islamic infiltration…”

Fiction, Napoleon Symphony (1974)

“…whereas the vices of Messalina were in themselves venial, being mostly a passion for sensual gratification which subordinated all things to its encompassing, Agrippina lived solely for power, frightening enough in a man but terrifying in a woman…. she would sleep with anyone, though not for physical pleasure, only for political advantage. She was cursed or blessed with a certain sexual coldness, knowing as much as a temple prostitute about the arousing of male passion and the procurement of its ecstatic release but keeping herself aloof, despite an occasional simulation of desire and the odd false orgiastic shudder and scream of fulfilment, from a process she found distressingly bestial when it was not frankly comic.”

Fiction, 1985 (1978)

“She gave the lie to the European superstition - chiefly a missionary superstition - that the women of the East are downtrodden.”

Fiction, The Kingdom of the Wicked (1985)

“That night we visited various places where well-shaped and scented, though completely naked, Japanese girls came to sit on male knees.”

Fiction, The Enemy in the Blanket (1958)

“If the world is to be improved it must be by the exercise of individual charity.”

Fiction, The Right to an Answer (1960)

“The lure of Egypt, gentlemen, and the greater exotic lure of the lands beyond. The East – does not our way lie there? Europe shall, after tomorrow, be wholly ours. We do not wish America or Africa, shapeless savage continents with no future. But ah, the East. India, China, fabulous Japan. And, of course,’ with a fierce savagery replacing the mystic look, ‘we have the mission of striking at the enemy of mankind in that very East where he has so precarious a toehold”

Non-Fiction, Here Comes Everybody: An Introduction to James Joyce for the Ordinary Reader (1965)

“England become a feeble-lighted Moon of America…”

Fiction, Napoleon Symphony (1974)

“…of course, keep-fit people are no good in bed…”

Fiction, One Hand Clapping (1961)

“If you reject family - which a mother holds together - as well as the ties of Church and State, is there anything left for you?”

Fiction, The Right to an Answer (1960)

“…my two chronic diseases of gluttony and satyriasis…”

Non-Fiction, Here Comes Everybody: An Introduction to James Joyce for the Ordinary Reader (1965)

“And then there were the sick to be transported back to Cairo (where already the holy war might have spread like the bubonic and smiling beards above gelder’s knives be waiting at the gates), and how in the name of filthy castrating Allah did you march men back through the Sinai who couldn’t even sit a mule? He reviewed the sweating patients in gloom, all distorted with bubos…”

Fiction, Tremor of Intent (1966)

“I know little about the women of my own race…”

Fiction, Napoleon Symphony (1974)

“All that the Malays can do is run the police force and the army…. They are not fitted even to the lowlier mechanical skills, such as car maintenance. They are essentially a people who have been pulled out of the kampongs into the towns, and the town in Malaysia seems essentially a Chinese creation….”

Fiction, The Right to an Answer (1960)