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    All encounters with children are touched with social embarrassment.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: children  child 
     
    There are not enough poems in praise of bed.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: praise  poem 
     
    The body, after all, older and wiser than soul, being first created, and, like a good horse, if given its way would go home by the best path and at the right pace.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: soul  body  right  path 
     
    But what are wishes, compared with longings?
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: wishes 
     
    One reason why my memory decays is that I have three cats, all so loving and insistent that they play cat's-cradle with every train of thought. They drove me distracted while I was having influenza, gazing at me with large eyes and saying: O Sylvia, you are so ill, you'll soon be dead. And who will feed us then? Feed us now!
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: memory  thoughts  eyes  loving  cat 
     
    no one wants to be praised for possibilities when one has submitted performances.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: possibility 
     
    I wasn't educated. I was very lucky.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    [John Craske] painted like a man giving witness under oath to a wild story.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: men  giving  wild  stories 
     
    One doesn't become a witch to run around being helpful either". It's to escape all that " to have a life of one's own, not an existence doled out to you by others, charitable refuse of their thoughts, so many ounces of stale bread of life a day.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    Idleness is righteous if it is comfortable. Uncomfortable idleness is sin & sinful waste.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: sin 
     
    There is a moral, of course, and like all morals it is better not pursued.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: morals 
     
    Young people are careless of their virginity; one day they may have it and the next not.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: people  young 
     
    Nine people out of ten (in Germany and England, perhaps ten people) would rather wait for their rights than fight for their rights.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: people  fight  right  england 
     
    And another day is tucked under my wing.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: wings 
     
    I seem to use this word 'kind' very frequently. When one is unhappy or anxious it is a quality one dwells on.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: quality 
     
    I wish I could write librettos for the rest of my life. It is the purest of human pleasures, a heavenly hermaphroditism of being both writer and musician. No wonder that selfish beast Wagner kept it all to himself.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: human  wonder  pleasure  wishes  write 
     
    once, when I was a young lady and on a night express ... I was awakened by a man coming in from the corridor and taking hold of my leg ... Quite as much to my own astonishment as his, I uttered the most appalling growl that ever came out of a tigress. He fled, poor man, without a word: and I lay there, trembling slightly, not at my escape but at my potentialities.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: men  young  night  poor 
     
    One cannot overestimate the power of a good rancorous hatred on the part of the stupid. The stupid have so much more industry and energy to expend on hating. They build it up like coral insects.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: power  energy  hatred 
     
    To think of losing is to lose already.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    Truth has beauty, power, and necessity.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: beauty  truth  power 
     
    The fatal flaw of gravity; when you are down, everything falls down on you.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: earth  oneself  die 
     
    We are also rather concerned about our moorhen who went mad while we were in Italy and began to build a nest in a tree. ... she walks about in the tree, looking as uneasy yet persevering as a district visitor in a brothel.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    You are only young once. At the time it seems endless, and is gone in a flash; and then for a very long time you are old.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: time  young  gone 
     
    Here is a kitchen improvement, in return for Peacock. For roasting or basting a chicken, render down your fat or butter with cider: about a third cider. Let it come together slowly, till the smell of cider and the smell of fat are as one. This will enliven even a frozen chicken.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: improvement 
     
    When other helpers fail and comforts flee, when the senses decay and the mind moves in a narrower and narrower circle, when the grasshopper is a burden and the postman brings no letters, and even the Royal Family is no longer quite what it was, an obituary column stands fast.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: comfort  mind  fail 
     
    I do apologize for writing by hand - and so badly. I shall soon be like Helen Thomas, notoriously illegible. In her last letter only two words stood out plain: 'Blood pressure.' Subsequent research demonstrated that what she had actually written was 'Beloved friends.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    Total grief is like a minefield. No knowing when one will touch the tripwire.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: grief  knowing 
     
    noise is a pollution.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    I cannot love people in the country, I discover, because there is always this danger that they may be acquaintances, with all the perils and choleras of acquaintance implicit in them; but in London they seem as charming as rabbits.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: people  danger 
     
    Slowly, with a look of intense concentration, he got up and advanced on me ... put out a front paw, and stroked my cheek as I used to stoke his chops. A human caress from a cat. I felt very meagre and ill-educated that I could not purr.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: human  cat 
     
    Happy is the day whose history is not written down.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    I realize that it is as one ages and loses one's natural force that one is at the mercy of heredity. The young are themselves: the aging, their parents' children.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: children  young  age  aging  mercy  child  parent 
     
    When I die, I hope to think I have annoyed a great many people.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: people  die  hope 
     
    Only two things are real to me: my love and my death. In between them, I merely exist as a scatter of senses.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: death  real 
     
    Anticipation of pleasure is a pleasure in itself.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: pleasure 
     
    Wealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: wealth 
     
    I wish I could be a grandmother. It is wanton extravagance to have had a youth with no one to tell of it to when one grows old.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: youth  wishes 
     
    My grandmother was unsurpassable at sitting. She would sit on tombstones, glaciers, small hard benches with ants crawling over them, fragments of public monuments, other people's wheelbarrows, and when one returned one could be sure of finding her there, conversing affably with the owner of the wheelbarrow.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    One cannot revoke a true happiness.
    — Sylvia Townsend Warner
    tags: happiness  true 
     
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