Top 46 Christopher Fry Quotes
#1. What is madness To those who only observe, is often wisdom To those to whom it happens.
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#2. What after all, is a halo? It's only one more thing to keep clean.
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#3. It's always our touches of vanity that manage to betray us.
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#4. There may always be another reality to make fiction of the truth we think we've arrived at.
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#5. Comedy is an escape, not from truth but from despair; a narrow escape into faith.
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#6. I travel light; as light, that is, as a man can travel who will still carry his body around because of its sentimental value.
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#7. We are all of us lost. The best we can do is make whatever we're lost in as much like home as we can.
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#8. The lines marking a penalty area are a disgrace to the playing fields of a public school.
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#11. In my plays I want to look at life - at the commonplace of existence-as if we had just turned a corner and run into it for the first time.
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#12. Life itself is the real and most miraculous miracle of all. If one had never before seen a human hand and were suddenly presented for the first time with this strange and wonderful thing, what a miracle, what a magnificently shocking and inexplicable and mysterious thing it would be.
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#13. Imagination is the wide-open eye which leads us always to see truth more vividly.
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#14. If we could wake each morning with no memory of living before we went to sleep, we might arrive at a faultless day.
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#15. I am very much in love with something;
What it may be I can't remember;
It will come to me.
That was a roundabout drive in the snow,
Owing to my erratic sense of direction!
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#16. Poetry is a language in which man explores his own amazement.
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#17. In tragedy every moment is eternity; in comedy, eternity is a moment.
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#20. Men are strange. It's almost unexpected to find they speak English.
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#21. It is the individual man in his individual freedom who can mature with his warm spirit the unripe world.
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#22. Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing.
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#23. How can a man learn navigation Where there's no rudder?
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#24. Your life, sir, is propelled
By a dream of the fear of having nightmares; your love
Is the fear of being alone; your world's history
The fear of a possible leap by a possible antagonist
Out of a possible shadow, or a not-improbable
Skeleton out of your dead-certain cupboard.
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#25. We must each find our separate meaning in the persuasion of our days until we meet in the meaning of the world.
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#26. How nature loves the incomplete. She knows If she drew a conclusion it would finish her.
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#27. Who apart from ourselves, can see any difference between our victories and our defeats?
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#28. Indulgences, not fulfillment, is what the world Permits us.
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#29. How can we be scrupulous In a life which, from birth onwards, is so determined To wring us dry of any serenity at all?
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#30. The skirts of the gods Drag in our mud. We feel the touch And take it to be a kiss.
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#31. My trouble is I'm the sort of writer who only finds out what he's getting at by the time he's got to the end of it.
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#32. I have always been sure
That when [the Day of Judgement] comes it will come in autumn.
Heaven, I am quite sure, wouldn't disappoint
The bulbs.
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#33. Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement ... says heaven and earth in one word ... speaks of himself and his predicament as though for the first time.
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#34. I've never seen a world
So festering with damnation. I have left
Rings of beer on every alehouse table
From the salt sea-coast across half a dozen counties,
But each time I thought I was on the way
To a faintly festive hiccup
The sight of the damned world sobered me up again.
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#35. Where in this small-talking world can I find A longitude with no platitude?
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#36. One day I shall burst my bud of calm and blossom into hysteria.
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#37. Your innocence is on at such a rakish angle it gives you quite an air of iniquity.
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#38. In our plain defects we already know the brotherhood of man.
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#39. An artist's sensitivity to criticism is, at least in part, an effort to keep unimpaired the zest, or confidence, or arrogance, which he needs to make creation possible; or an instinct to climb through his problems in his own way as he should, and must.
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#40. Religion
Has made an honest woman of the supernatural,
And we won't have it kicking over the traces again.
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#41. Poetry has the virtue of being able to say twice as much as prose in half the time, and the drawback, if you do not give it your full attention, of seeming to say half as much in twice the time.
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#42. I must tell you I've just been reborn."
"Nicholas, you always think you can do things better than your mother. You can be sure you were born quite adequately on the first occasion.
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#44. The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate
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#45. I know your cause is lost, but in the heart / Of all right causes is a cause that cannot lose.
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#46. The best thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost in look as much like home as we can.
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