Silences have a climax, when you have got to speak. Elizabeth Bowen climaxsilencespeak Change image and share on social
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. Elizabeth Bowen arriveautumnclose Change image and share on social
Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought. Elizabeth Bowen difficultyinternallanguage Change image and share on social
If you look at life one way, there is always cause for alarm. Elizabeth Bowen alarmlife Change image and share on social
I became, and remain, my characters' close and intent watcher: their director, never. Their creator I cannot feel that I was, or am. Elizabeth Bowen characterclosecreator Change image and share on social
Nobody speaks the truth when there is something they must have. Elizabeth Bowen speaktruth Change image and share on social
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. Elizabeth Bowen absenceabsentblot Change image and share on social
If a theme or idea is too near the surface, the novel becomes simply a tract illustrating an idea. Elizabeth Bowen ideaillustratesimply Change image and share on social
Art is one thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting. Elizabeth Bowen arthurtmatter Change image and share on social
Meeting people unlike oneself does not enlarge one's outlook; it only confirms one's idea that one is unique. Elizabeth Bowen confirmenlargeidea Change image and share on social
