Angela Carter Quotes - Page 6

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• Before he can become a wolf, the lycanthrope strips naked. If you spy a naked man among the pines, you must run as if the Devil were after you.

  Angela Carter

  Running, Men, Spy

  Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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• Though I still turn up my coat-collar in a lonely way and am always looking at myself in mirrors, they’re only habits and give no clue at all to my character, whatever that is. The most difficult performance in the world is acting naturally isn’t it? Everything else is artful.

  Angela Carter

  Lonely, Character, Mirrors

  Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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• I haven't changed much, over the years. I use less adjectives, now, and have a kinder heart, perhaps.

  Angela Carter

  Heart, Years, Adjectives

  Angela Carter (1993). “Expletives Deleted: Selected Writings”, Vintage Books

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• And each stroke of his tongue ripped off skin after successive skin, all the skins of a life in the world, and left behind a nascent patina of shining hairs. My earrings turned back to water and trickled down my shoulders; I shrugged the drops off my beautiful fur.

  Angela Carter

  Beautiful, Hair, Water

  Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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• Iconic clothing has been secularized. . . . A guardsman in a dress uniform is ostensibly an icon of aggression; his coat is red as the blood he hopes to shed. Seen on a coat-hanger, with no man inside it, the uniform loses all its blustering significance and, to the innocent eye seduced by decorative colour and tactile braid, it is as abstract in symbolic information as a parasol to an Eskimo. It becomes simply magnificent.

  Angela Carter

  Hope, Eye, Men

  Angela Carter (1998). “Shaking a Leg: Collected Writings”, Penguin Group USA

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• When I saw him look at me with lust, I dropped my eyes but, in glancing away from him, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. And I saw myself, suddenly, as he saw me, my pale face, the way the muscles in my neck stuck out like thin wire. I saw how much that cruel necklace became me. And, for the first time in my innocent and confined life, I sensed in myself a potentiality for corruption that took my breath away.

  Angela Carter

  Eye, Mirrors, Sight

  Angela Carter (2012). “The Bloody Chamber And Other Stories”, p.6, Random House

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• The lovely Hazard girls', they used to call them. Huh. Lovely is as lovely does; if they looked like what they behave like, they'd frighten little children.

  Angela Carter

  Girl, Children, Lovely

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• I think the adjective post-modernist really means mannerist. Books about books is fun but frivolous.

  Angela Carter

  Fun, Book, Mean

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• You were the living image of the entire Platonic shadow show, an illusion that could fill my emptiness with marvellous, imaginary things as long as, just as long as, the movie lasted, and then all would all vanish.

  Angela Carter

  Long, Shadow, Emptiness

  Angela Carter (1977). “The Passion of New Eve”, Harcourt

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• we must not blame our poor symbols if they take forms that seem trivial to us, or absurd, ... however paltry they may be; the nature of our life alone has determined their forms.

  Angela Carter

  May, Determined, Blame

  Angela Carter (1977). “The Passion of New Eve”, Harcourt

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• One day, Annabel saw the sun and moon in the sky at the same time. The sight filled her with a terror which entirely consumed her and did not leave her until the night closed in catastrophe for she had no instinct for self-preservation if she was confronted by ambiguities.

  Angela Carter

  Moon, Night, Sight

  Angela Carter (1971). “Love: a novel”

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• Your thin white face, chérie; he said, as if he saw it for the first time. Your thin white face, with its promise of debauchery only a connoisseur could detect.

  Angela Carter

  White, Promise, Faces

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• It is, perhaps, a better thing to be valued only as an object of passion than never to be valued at all.

  Angela Carter

  Passion, Literature, Objects

  "Burning Your Boats: Collected Short Stories".

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• He is the intermediary between us, his audience, the living, and they, the dolls, the undead, who cannot live at all and yet who mimic the living in every detail since, though they cannot speak or weep, still they project those signals of signification we instantly recognize as language.

  Angela Carter

  Dolls, Details, Language

  Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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• My mother learned that she was carrying me at about the same time the Second World War was declared; with the family talent for magic realism, she once told me she had been to the doctor's on the very day.

  Angela Carter

  Mother, War, Magic Realism

  Angela Carter (1998). “Shaking a Leg: Collected Writings”, Penguin Group USA

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• He is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colonialised.

  Angela Carter

  Revenge, Thinking, Language

  Angela Carter (1993). “Expletives Deleted: Selected Writings”, Vintage Books

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• There are lots of things that you can brush under the carpet about yourself until you're faced with somebody whose needs won't be put off.

  Angela Carter

  Knowledge, Needs, Brushes

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• He was prepared to die for it, as one of Baudelaire's dandies might have been prepared to kill himself in order to preserve himself in the condition of a work of art, for he wanted to make this experience a masterpiece of experience which absolutely transcended the everyday. And this would annihilate the effects of the cruel drug, boredom, to which he was addicted although, perhaps, the element of boredom which is implicit in an affair so isolated from the real world was its principle appeal for him.

  Angela Carter

  Art, Real, Order

  Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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• Sade has a curious ability to render every aspect of sexuality suspect, so that we see how the chaste kiss of the sentimental lover differs only in degree from the vampirish love-bite that draws blood, we understand that a disinterested caress is only quantitatively different from a disinterested flogging.

  Angela Carter

  Kissing, Blood, Degrees

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• Why do you do up your hair in those tortured plaits, now, Melanie? Why? Because, she said. You know that's no answer. You're spoiling your pretty looks, pet. Come here. She did not move. He ground out his cigarette on the window-ledge and laughed. Come here, he said again, softly. So she went.

  Angela Carter

  Moving, Hair, Pet

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• My paternal grandmother would not light a fire on the Sabbath and piled all Sunday's washing-up in a bucket, to be dealt with on Monday morning, because the Sabbath was a day of rest--a practice that made my paternal grandfather, the village atheist, as mad as fire. Nevertheless, he willed five quid to the minister, just to be on the safe side.

  Angela Carter

  Monday, Morning, Atheist

  Angela Carter (1998). “Shaking a Leg: Collected Writings”, Penguin Group USA

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• The bed is now as public as the dinner table and governed by the same rules of formal confrontation.

  Angela Carter

  Sleep, Bed, Tables

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• With that, the poignant charm vanished. Inside the fifth machine, all was rampant malignity. Deformed flowers thrust monstrous horned tusks and trumpets ending in blaring teeth through the crimson walls, rending them; the ravenous garden slavered over its prey and every brick was shown in the act of falling. Amid the violence of this transformation, the oblivion of the embrace went on. The awakened girl, in all her youthful loveliness, still clasped in the arms of a lover from whom all the flesh had fallen. He was a grinning skeleton.

  Angela Carter

  Girl, Wall, Flower

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