Angela Carter, Nights At The Circus Quotes

We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.

The child's laughter is pure until he first laughs at a clown.

The clown may be the source of mirth, but - who shall make the clown laugh?

Out of the frying pan into the fire! What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many? No different!

And it was sad music fit to make you cut your throat.

Despair is the constant companion of the clown.

And from the coffin of your madness there is no escape.

She was feeling supernatural tonight. She wanted to EAT diamonds.

Perhaps...I could not be content with mere contentment!

...for nothing is more boring than being forced to play.

From beggar to thief is one step, but a step in two directions at the same time, for what a beggar loses in morality when he becomes a thief he regains in self-respect.