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 AmisTag: 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 AmisTag: 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 AmisTag: shakespeare
Yeah,' I said and started smoking another cigarette. Unless I inform you otherwise, I'm always smoking another cigarette.
Martin Amisthere in the night their bed had the towelly smell of marriage.
Martin AmisFiction is the only way to redeem the formlessness of life
Martin AmisTag: 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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