Pamela Hansford Johnson Quotes

Be fond of the man who jests at his scars, if you like; but never believe he is being on the level with you.

Those who live their lives quietly, unmoved by either great sorrows or great joy, are often, in their final years, granted the dispensation of Discovery. Now, for the first time, they find out the secondary roads of the imagination, the side-streets, the alley-ways, the low doors each with a key in the lock.

...But those who have lived richly, exhaustively, staring into every face, attentive to every voice, are only too often pursued by the spinster Furies, and are driven at the end down avenues of stone where the walls reach to the sky, and the doors are sealed, and the pavements are rubbered against all sound but the beat of the hurrying heart.

I have always wanted to write in such a way that will make people think, Why, I've always thought that but never found the words for it.

I hated the bangs in the war: I always felt a silent war would be more tolerable.

The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.

You slam a politician, you make out he's the devil, with horns and hoofs. But his wife loves him, and so did all his mistresses.

Sainthood is acceptable only in saints.

We demand that people should be true to the pictures we have of them, no matter how repulsive those pictures may be: we prefer the true portrait in all its homogeneity, to one with a detail added which refuses to fit in.