D. James
D. James
order detectives restoration
What the detective story is about is not murder but the restoration of order.
years literature care
Great literature cannot grow from a neglected or impoverished soil. Only if we actually tend or care will it transpire that every hundred years or so we might get a Middlemarch.
raw-materials crafts increase
Increase your word power. Words are the raw material of our craft.
writing bad-writing discrimination
Read widely and with discrimination. Bad writing is contagious.
kindness may firsts
Human kindness is like a defective tap, the first gush may be impressive but the stream soon dries up.
stupid voting slavery
I can understand the poor and stupid voting for Marxism or one of its fashionable variants. If you've no hope of being other than a slave, you may as well opt for the most efficient form of slavery.
healthy development surveillance
A regime which combines perpetual surveillance with total indulgence is hardly conducive to healthy development.
forgiveness long forgiving
we can forgive anything as long as it isn't done to us.
father equality skills
[My father and his friends] believed in equality for women without troubling to acquire the basic domestic skills which would have made that equality possible.
hands doctors life-and-death
If all power corrupts, then a doctor, who literally holds life and death in his hands, must be at particular risk.
personality doe affinity
Death ... obliterates family resemblance as it does personality: there is no affinity between the living and the dead.
skulls skins facts
I knew the facts of death before I knew the facts of life. There never was a time when I didn't see the skull beneath the skin.
children brave secret
Children live in occupied territory. The brave and the foolhardy openly rebel against authority, whether harsh or benign. But most tread warily, outwardly accommodating themselves to alien mores and edicts while living in secret their iconoclastic and subversive lives.
childhood prison appeals
Childhood is the one prison from which there's no escape, the one sentence from which there's no appeal. We all serve our time.