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1 " You see, nothing matters except pleasure - which is the opposite of happiness, its tragic part, I expect. "
― Lawrence Durrell , The Alexandria Quartet (The Alexandria Quartet #1-4)
2 " I suppose the secret of his success is in his tremendous idleness which almost approaches the supernatural. "
― Lawrence Durrell , Justine (The Alexandria Quartet #1)
3 " People only see in us the contemptible skirt-fever which rules our actions but completely miss the beauty-hunger underlying it. "
4 " Underneath an artist's preoccupations with sex, society, religion, etc. (all the staple abstractions that allow the forebrain to chatter) there is a soul tortured beyond endurance by the lack of tenderness in the world. "
5 " Art—the meaning of the pattern of our common actions in reality. The cloth-of-gold that hides behind the sackcloth of reality, forced out by the pain of human memory. "
6 " Art like life is an open secret. "
7 " Each of our five senses contains an art. "
― Lawrence Durrell , Balthazar (The Alexandria Quartet #2)
8 " I don’t believe one reads to escape reality. A person reads to confirm a reality he knows is there, but which he has not experienced. "
― Lawrence Durrell
9 " ... history - the lamp which illumines national character... "
― Lawrence Durrell , Bitter Lemons of Cyprus
10 " Music is only love looking for words. "
11 " And I saw her as a sad thirtieth child of Valentine that fell, not as Lucifer rebelling against God, but because she too passionately wanted to be united with him! All things in excess become sin. "
12 " For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as do the ordinary people, but to fulfill it in its true potential - the imagination. "
13 " How grudging memory is, and how bitterly she clutches the raw material of her daily work. "
14 " It is a pity indeed to travel and not get this essential sense of landscape values. You do not need a sixth sense for it. It is there if you just close your eyes and breathe softly through your nose; you will hear the whispered message, for all landscapes ask the same question in the same whisper. 'I am watching you -- are you watching yourself in me?' Most travelers hurry too much...the great thing is to try and travel with the eyes of the spirit wide open, and not to much factual information. To tune in, without reverence, idly -- but with real inward attention. It is to be had for the feeling...you can extract the essence of a place once you know how. If you just get as still as a needle, you'll be there. "
― Lawrence Durrell , Spirit of Place
15 " Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will - whatever we may think. They flower spontaneously out of the demands of our natures - and the best of them lead us not only outwards in space, but inwards as well. Travel can be one of the most rewarding forms of introspection.... "
16 " Poverty is a great cutter-off and riches a great shutter-off. "
17 " Bessie was News, Leaders, and Gossip; Enid was Features, Make-up and general Sub. Whenever they were at a loss for copy they would mercilessly pillage ancient copies of Punch or Home Chat. An occasional hole in the copy was filled with a ghoulish smudge - local block-making had clearly indicated that somewhere a poker-work fanatic had gone quietly out of his mind. In this way the Central Balkan Herald was made up every morning and then delivered to the composition room where the chain-gang quickly reduced it to gibberish. MINISTER FINED FOR KISSING IN PUBIC. WEDDING BULLS RING OUT FOR PRINCESS. QUEEN OF HOLLAND GIVES PANTY FOR EX-SERVICE MEN. MORE DOGS HAVE BABIES THIS SUMMER IN BELGRADE. BRITAINS NEW FLYING-GOAT. "
― Lawrence Durrell , Esprit de Corps: Sketches from Diplomatic Life
18 " the desire to be near the beloved object is at first not due to the idea of possessing it, but simply to let the two experiences compare themselves, like reflections in different mirrors... For from here love degenerates into habit, possession, and back to loneliness. "
19 " Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us? "
20 " An idea is like a rare bird which cannot be seen. What one sees is the trembling of the branch it has just left. "
