Elizabeth Bowen Quotes

Illusions are art, for the feeling person, and it is by art that we live, if we do

Elizabeth Bowen

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

Elizabeth Bowen

The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.

Elizabeth Bowen

When you love someone, all your saved-up wishes start coming out.

Elizabeth Bowen

Experience isn't interesting until it begins to repeat itself - in fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience

Elizabeth Bowen

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

Elizabeth Bowen

Language is a mixture of statement and evocation.

Elizabeth Bowen

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

Elizabeth Bowen

Fantasy is toxic: the private cruelty and the world war both have their start in the heated brain.

Elizabeth Bowen

Good-byes breed a sort of distaste for whomever you say good-bye to; this hurts, you feel, this must not happen again.

Elizabeth Bowen

The heart may think it knows better: The senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent friends.

Elizabeth Bowen

Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought

Elizabeth Bowen

Language is a mixture of statement and evocation

Elizabeth Bowen

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies

Elizabeth Bowen

Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.

Elizabeth Bowen

Intimacies between women often go backwards, beginning in revelations and ending in small talk without loss of esteem.

Elizabeth Bowen
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