3 December 2020 Lawrence Durrell For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfil it in its true potential – the imagination.
3 December 2020 Lawrence Durrell I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time – those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.
3 December 2020 Lawrence Durrell Like all young men I set out to be a genius, but mercifully laughter intervened.
3 December 2020 Lawrence Durrell The appalling thing is the degree of charity women are capable of. You see it all the time… love lavished on absolute fools. Love’s a charity ward, you know.
