Josephine Hart Quotes

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

We are here to add to the sum of human goodness. To prove the thing exists.

A concealed truth, that's all a lie is. Either by omission or commission we never do more than obscure. The truth stays in the undergrowth, waiting to be discovered.

Poetry has never let me down. Without poetry, I would have found life less comprehensible, less bearable and infinitely less enjoyable.

There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outline all our lives.

Memory is never pure. And recollection is always coloured by the life lived since

That is my story, simply told. Please do not ask again. I have told you in order to issue a warning. I have been damaged. Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

Poetry contains almost all you need to know about life.

Those who do not have imaginary conversations do not love.

All damaged people are dangerous. Survival makes them so.' 'Why?' 'Because they have no pity. They know what others can survive, as they did.

To appear unambitious amongst the ambitious is to invite loathing or fear. To be in the game, but not playing with intent to win, is to be the enemy.

We learn from tragedy. Slowly.

Our sanity depends essentially on a narrowness of vision--the ability to select the elements vital to survival, while ignoring the great truths.

We do have choice, but not without some agony.

The passion that transforms life, and art, did not seem to be mine.

Very odd, old age. Always knew it would happen, if I was lucky. I just didn't expect it so soon.

Time, for a man who has never truly felt a second of it, it not a great sacrifice

Lucky people should hide. Pray the days of wrath do not visit their home.

My mother insured that a life of petty facts and dutiful farming was kept at bay by her passionate intensity, which nurtured the essential dreaminess of his nature

I am prepared to accept from others their own version of reality. I think it is a basic freedom really, to create one's own reality from whatever truths are available.

Television ... the new gladiatorial arena.

For why trap what is already trapped? It is only in flight that we know the freedom of the bird

The miraculous intimacy we shared did not have the time to generate into resentful emotional bondage

Where would we be without it, memory? Well, it'll never die here. Never in this country. We feed it too well.

The weapon of memory, turned on the self, is an apocalyptic sword.

Life… has a way of testing the fault line

Men and women find all sorts of ways to be together, all sorts of ways. Yours was high and dangerous. Most of us stay on the lower paths.

She's always loved writers, even more than the books I think. They're like personal friends to her.