At Spezia when I am angry I go full of smoke inside, but when you make me angry I see everything.

Elizabeth Bowen

Stichwörter: leopold



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The restaurant was waning, indifferently relaxing its illusion: for the late-comers a private illusion took its place. Their table seemed to stand on their own carpet; they had a sensation of custom, sedateness, of being inside small walls, as though dining at home again after her journey. She told him about her Mount Morris solitary suppers, in the middle of the library, the rim of the tray just not touching the base of the lamp... the fire behind her back softly falling in on its own ash-no it had not been possible to feel lonely among those feeling things.

Elizabeth Bowen


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Their hands, swinging, touched lightly now and then; their nearness was as natural as the June day.

Elizabeth Bowen


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A living dog's better than a dead lion.

Elizabeth Bowen


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I swear that each of us keeps, battened down inside himself, a sort of lunatic giant - impossible socially, but full-scale - and that it's the knockings and baterrings we sometimes hear in each other that keeps our intercourse from utter banaility.

Elizabeth Bowen

Stichwörter: madness lunacy social-etiquette



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A smell of sandalwood boxes, a kind of glaze on the air from all the chintzes numbed his earthy vitality, he became all ribs and uniform.

Elizabeth Bowen


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Spezia offered Leopold almost nothing: his precocity devoured itself there, rejecting the steep sunny coast and nibbling blue edge of the sea that had drowned Shelley. His spirit became crustacean under douches of culture and mild philosophic chat from his Uncle Dee, who was cultured rather than erudite.

Elizabeth Bowen

Stichwörter: crustacean douches



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The happy passive nature, locked up with itself like a mirror in an airy room, reflects what goes on but demands not to be approached.

Elizabeth Bowen


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Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.

Elizabeth Bowen


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But what a horrible world 'society' is.

Elizabeth Bowen


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