Daniel Martin Quotes

“She smiled at him as they waited for their dessert, her chin poised on her clasped hands.
'You're being very silent.'
'That's how men cry.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Images are inherently fascistic because they overstamp the truth, however dim and blurred, of the real past experience; as if, faced with ruins, we must turn architects, not archeologists.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“We think we grow old, we grow wise and more tolerant; we just grow more lazy.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Perhaps twenty minutes later he realized she had gone to sleep. He quietly removed his now stiff arm, then turned away. It must have woken her a little After a moment he felt her turn as well and lay a hand, instinctively, like a sleeping wife, across his hips; as if, in some dream, he was the one who escaped.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Страшна не сама смерть, не смертная боль от ножей жатки, не вопль, не окровавленные обрубки ног… но то, что так легко умереть, уйти из жизни прежде, чем снова созреет пшеница.”
― John Fowles, Джон Фаулз, Daniel Martin

“[об американцах]
— Я понимаю, они — туристы, не отличающиеся очень уж развитым воображением. Вспоминаю, как училась там в школе. Ребята там казались мне гораздо более открытыми, по крайней мере в том, что касалось личных пристрастий. Всегда рассказывали, что чувствуют.
— Да дело вовсе не в том, что они об этом не рассказывают.
— А в том, что недостаточно чувствуют?
— Да и не в этом тоже. Недостаточно знают. Не позволяют себе много знать. Как с этим Грамши, о котором ты говорила. — Он помолчал и добавил: — Всё всегда делают по правилам.
Джейн помолчала немного.
— Питер писал о чём-то вроде этого в одном из писем. Как вначале тебе нравится их прямота… а потом начинаешь тосковать по извивам.
— Я испытал то же самое. Прозрачность — прекрасная вещь. Пока не начинаешь понимать, что она основана не столько на внутренней честности, сколько на отсутствии воображения. И эта их так называемая откровенность по поводу секса. Они просто не понимают, что утратили.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Я мог бы влюбиться в неё по уши и стал бы невыносимо требовательным, предъявляя на неё собственные права; но я слишком часто грешил этим прежде, чтобы не знать, что стремление лишить партнёра независимости прямым путём ведёт к беде. Желание обладать тесно связано с желанием изменить, переделать; а она очень нравилась мне такой, какой была. Так же как фраза «Я верю в Бога» часто означает просто «Я верю, что нет необходимости думать», слова «Я тебя люблю» слишком часто оказываются иносказанием «Я хочу обладать тобою».”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Когда столько наделано ошибок, разрыв кажется... как бы еще одной.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“He stood before the famous Rembrandt self portrait. The sad, proud old man stared eternally out of his canvas, out of the entire knowledge of his own genius and of the inadequacy of genius before human reality.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Beneath all her faults, her wrong dogmas, her self-obsessions, her evasions, there lay, as there had always lain… a profound, and profoundly unintellectual, sense of natural orientation… that mysterious sense he had always thought of as right feeling. But he had also always thought of it as something static and unchanging; when of course it had always really been living, mobile, shifting and quivering, even veering wildly, like a magnetic needle… It was simply that she felt deeperand eternally lost conscious course because the unconscious knowledge of the true one always lay inexorably underneath”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“There was no art in cultures as ancient as the Egyptian and the Minoan. Conscious art did not exist for them. They wanted only to control. That is how they would want us to judge them - by how well they controlled”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“It seemed insane that two such identical senses of humour could think of each other only in terms of hatred and destruction. He suddenly saw the political establishments of the world as a conspiracy of the humourless against laughter, a tyranny of stupidity over intelligence; man as a product of history, not his true inner, personal nature. He might, if he had browsed further in the book he had picked up in JAne’s drawing room in Oxford, have seen that Gramsci once said almost exactly the same thing, though he had derived his proof of it from the failure of mankind to make socialism universal. Dan saw it much more in existential terms, a universal failure of personal authenticity, faith in one’s own inner feelings.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“We drove east back down to Santa Fe in the splendid evening air, all roses and ochres and greens, with the tree-covered folds in the mountains behind the town lying like a gigantic crumpled velvet rug; a limpid and cloudless winter sky above, a light no camera has ever captured… I have never quite understood why some places exert this deep personal attraction, why at them one’s past seems in some mysterious way to meet one’s future, one that was somehow always to be there as well as being there in reality”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“In some profound way, beyond all his reasons and his experience, he was no more than an egoist - he had what I had always detected, and loathed, in Conservative philosophy… the belief that the fortunate must at all costs be allowed to retain their good fortune”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“That perhaps all the stupidity, and the violence and the conformity are just the price of keeping a national energy alive… that day you took me round the Farmer’s Market, just to show me how they’ve bred their fruit and vegetables to fit Madison Avenue notions of what they ought to look like… the heresy that size and looks are everything”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin

“Cel care creează nu-l poate iubi pe cel care critică. Există o diferență prea mare între cele două activități. Una este naștere, cealaltă chirurgie.”
― John Fowles, Daniel Martin