Storm Jameson
Storm Jameson
Margaret Storm Jamesonwas an English journalist and author, known for her novels and reviews...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth8 January 1891
lying men poison
Truth is the only good and the purest pity. ... Men lie for profit or for pity. All lies turn to poison, but a lie that is told for pity or shame breeds such a host of ills that no power on earth can compass their redemption.
self smell comic
From so much of this seriously-intended pornography there rises, even when it is lewdly or boisterously comic, the acrid smell, unmistakable, of self-dislike.
trying stronger four
Inevitably, the flood of literary pornography loosed on us is dulling our reactions of surprise or shock. Its writers are forced to raise the ante, to provide stronger and stronger stimulants. Or try to provide them, since both the manner, the naming of parts and the few inexpressive four-letter words, and the matter, are narrowly limited.
lying optimistic phrases
A politician is forced to make a habit of noble phrases and optimistic lies. In the end they infect himself.
lying thinking mind
I do not think about absent persons as often or with such intense longing as I think of places. They lie one below the other in my mind ...
exercise lust showing-up
Pornography is essentially reductive, an exercise in the nothing-but mode, a depersonalizing of the human beings involved, a showing-up of human lust as nothing but an affair of the genitals.
degrees sadistic pornography
All pornography is to a degree sadistic - inevitably.
sex squirrels serious
the sex even in serious pornography has less singularity than the mating of squirrels.
running betrayed illness
each time that I have run away - and from a habit it quickly became an illness - I have betrayed someone. Myself, but not always only myself.
vanity self self-justification
There is as much vanity in self-scourgings as in self-justification.
satisfaction misery unhappiness
There is a stage in any misery when the victim begins to find a deep satisfaction in it.
brother stupid men
The least stupid question a man asks in his lifetime is not: Is there a God and is He a god or a devil? But: Brother, why are you killing me?
strong war men
War, for any cause, is inexcusable. There is nothing which excuses us for the beastly ingenuity of our wars. Only fools, only the diseased, think that we are served by killing the strong young men with machines.
writing ambition chimneys
Writing was a chimney for my blazing ambitions.