Edna O'Brien Quotes

I'm a tuning fork, tense and twanging all the time.

Darkness is drawn to light, but light does not know it; light must absorb the darkness and therefore meet its own extinguishment.

Oh, God, who does not exist, you hate women, otherwise you'd have made them different. And Jesus, who snubbed your mother, you hate them more.

What matters is the imaginative truth.

You have to be lonely to be a writer

jealousy is the direct result of self-betrayal.

There was I, devouring books and yet allowing a man who had never read a book to walk me home for a bit of harmless fumbling on the front steps.

... we have so many voices in us, how do we know which ones to obey?

August is a wicked month.

Writing is the product of a deeply disturbed psyche, and by no means therapeutic.

Ideally I'd like to spend two evenings a week talking to Proust and another conversing with the Holy Ghost.

Kindness. The most unkind thing of all.

Writers really live in the mind and in hotels of the soul.

Money talks, but tell me why all it says is just Goodbye.

I have always espoused chastity except when one can no longer resist the temptation.

I always want to be in love, always. It's like being a tuning fork.

If we are taken all together, we might muster some courage, but from the previous evidence it is likely that we will be taken separately.

In a way winter is the real spring the time when the inner things happen the resurge of nature.

The words ran away with me.

When something has been perfect there is a tendency to try hard to repeat it.