Phyllis Bottome
Phyllis Bottome
Phyllis Forbes Denniswas a British novelist and short story writer who wrote under her birth name, Phyllis Bottome...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth31 May 1884
integrity character play
If a writer is true to his characters they will give him his plot. Observations must play second fiddle to integrity.
world way rich
If money had been the way to save the world, Christ himself would have been rich.
education sex children
In my early life, and probably even today, it is not sufficiently understood that a child's education should include at least a rudimentary grasp of religion, sex, and money. Without a basic knowledge of these three primary facts in a normal human being's life --subjects which stir the emotions, create events and opportunities, and if they do not wholly decide must greatly influence an individual's personality --no human being's education can have a safe foundation.
eye artist soul
artists are exposed to great temptations: their eyes see paradise before their souls have reached it, and that is a great danger.
spring doctors mind
I wonder how often not the intention but the desire springs up in a doctor's mind: 'Can I let this human being out of the trap of Life?
struggle wish helping
Jane had that happy disposition which would like to imagine that every one really wishes the well-being of his neighbour and struggles, though sometimes rather disastrously, to help him towards it.
writing giving poet
Poets, when they write of love, give themselves and everyone else away!
change growth progress
A blossom must break the sheath it has been sheltered by.
heart people cleaning
Life was a series of messes, and one spent one's time cleaning them up; if one had any heart at all one also gave a part of one's time to cleaning up those of other people.
pay realist accepting
When we refuse to accept our limitations, Nature, who is a stern realist, pays us out.
hurt vanity mortals
hurt vanity is one of the cruelest of mortal wounds.
pain children war
It is you men who make war! ... We, who have children, would never make it! Why should a woman be broken up in pain, to give her child life, only to see him carried away from her, to make food for guns?
wall real past
Human beings don't show, any more than cities at dusk, their real necessities! And yet if you looked -- past the circle of outside lights, through the street walls still standing -- into the want and emptiness within!
people want chests
... what most people tell you a confidence for is to get something off their chest which hasn't really been on it. They don't necessarily want to hide the truth from you, but they're out to hide it from themselves