It was the tiredness of time lived, with its days and days. It was the tiredness of gravity- gravity, which wants you down in the center of the earth.
Martin AmisHe was in a terrible state- that of consciousness.
Martin Amis...with the flat smile of the deeply inconvenienced.
Martin AmisHe didn't want to please his readers. He wanted to stretch them until they twanged.
Martin AmisEveryone is right up there at the very brink of their pain limit.
Martin AmisYour purpose when driving is not to arrive at your destination safely or quickly. Your purpose when driving is...to impress your personality on the road.
Martin AmisLove might have expanded her. But we are not all of us going to get loved. We are not all of us going to get expanded.
Martin AmisThe easier a thing is to write then the more the writer gets paid for writing it. (And vice versa: ask the poets at the bus stop.)
Martin AmisOn dope he sometimes thought that all the televisions on Calchalk Street were softly cackling about Richard Tull: news flashes about his most recent failures, panel discussions about his obscurity, his neglect.
Martin AmisAmerica is proud of what it does to its writers, the way it breaks and bedevils them, rendering them deluded or drunken or dead by their own hands. To overpower its tender spirits makes America feel tough. Careers are generally short.
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