As for me, I'm a gurgling wizard of calorific excess.
Martin AmisMy life looked good on paper - where, in fact, almost all of it was being lived.
Martin AmisLove is blind; but it makes you see the blind man; teetering on the roadside . . .
Martin AmisTags: love selflessness
Don't I ever do anything else but take soulful walks down the Bayswater Road, I thought, as I walked soulfully down the Baywater Road.
Martin AmisYou know, I wouldn’t have done this a month ago. I wouldn’t have done it then. Then I was avoiding. Now I’m just waiting. Things happen to me. They do. They have to go ahead and happen. You watch – you wait… Things still happen here and something is waiting to happen to me. I can tell. Recently my life feels like a bloodcurdling joke. Recently my life has taken on *form* Something is waiting. I am waiting. Soon, it will stop waiting – any day now. Awful things can happen any time. This is the awful thing.
Martin AmisTags: waiting
I have always derived great comfort from William Shakespeare. After a depressing visit to the mirror or an unkind word from a girlfriend or an incredulous stare in the street, I say to myself: 'Well. Shakespeare looked like shit.' It works wonders.
Martin AmisTags: shakespeare
Yeah,' I said and started smoking another cigarette. Unless I inform you otherwise, I'm always smoking another cigarette.
Martin AmisTags: points-for-relatability
there in the night their bed had the towelly smell of marriage.
Martin AmisFiction is the only way to redeem the formlessness of life
Martin AmisTags: literature on-fiction fiction
...So in his own way Guy Clinch confronted the central question of his time, a question you saw being asked and answered everywhere you looked, in every headline and haircut: if, at any moment, nothing might matter, then who said that nothing didn't matter already?
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