Fay Weldon Quotes
Only one thing registers on the subconscious mind: repetitive application - practice. What you practice is what you manifest.
The desire for self-expression afflicts people when they feel there is something of themselves which is not getting through to the outside world.
Marriage is a very difficult relationship for nearly everyone and I'm sure you shouldn't do it if you want a quiet little easy life.
Fiction stretches our sensibilities and our understanding, as mere information never can.
She could see that to lose a sibling was hard: it could only seem unnatural:out of time, out of order, a vicious re-run of your own departure into nothingness.
One sort of believes in recycling. But one believes in it as a kind of palliative to the gods.
Every time you open your wardrobe, you look at your clothes and you wonder what you are going to wear. What you are really saying is 'Who am I going to be today?
Instinct' usually just means our conditioning to believe this or believe that, without thinking to investigate.
Sound waves do not die out. They travel forever and forever. All our sentences are immortal. Our useless bleatings circle the universe for all eternity.
Widows tend either to fade away when husbands die, committing emotional suttee, or else find that a new life burgeons. Here in Christchurch, a lot of burgeoning goes on.
We shelter children for a time; we live side by side with men; and that is all. We owe them nothing, and are owed nothing. I think we owe our friends more, especially our female friends.
One must be careful with words. Words turn probabilities into facts and by sheer force of definition translate tendencies into habits.
As it has turned out, the whole relationship between men, women and children has tilted, to the disadvantage of women.
Men are irrelevant. Women are happy or unhappy, fulfilled or unfulfilled, and it has nothing to do with men.
I know that I'm a real writer because sometimes I write a story just because I want to; not because someone's told me to.
I wonder if my shrink (sorry, psychiatrist) was a woman not a man I'd be in a better or worse state?
If infinity is as they describe it, all things are not just possible but in the end certain.
Writers are always a great nuisance to publishers. If they could do without them, they would.
Of course you have to believe in destiny; that everything is sheer chance is an intolerable notion.
If you wake up in the morning with a great sense of the things that have to be done in the day in order to get through to the next day, you lose the sense of the day as any kind of end in itself.
You will find that women who are pregnant often don't want to be and women who aren't desperately envy those who are. Labour wards are always full of very punitive people.
There is probably an innate masochism in a lot of women that ends up disappointed if men don't ill-treat them.
People fail you, children disappoint you, thieves break in, moths corrupt, but an Order of the British Empire goes on for ever.
one tends to suspect others of what one is guilty of oneself. The unfaithful wife is quick to suspect the husband of infidelity.
Writers were never meant to be professionals. Writing is not a profession, it is an activity, an essentially amateur occupation. It is what you do when you are not living.
Confidence is something one acquires. It can come early or late but it is impossible to write without it. Mine came late.
Words are not simple things: they take unto themselves, as they have through time, power and meaning.
No one seemed able to look at themselves, coolly, from the outside. Their reality was all that could be seen in the light cast ahead by their own wishful thinking.
Much sheer effort goes into avoiding the truth; left to itself, it sweeps in like the tide.
My experience of men in cars has always been that if you don't want them to do something, they will. It is when they are behind a wheel that they most fear the control of women and children.
