Guy Vanderhaeghe Quotes

#1. I remember you organized the big laundry party and all of our friends took their dirty clothes to the laundromat and drank wine out of a wineskin until the manager threw us out because you kept yelling that there ought to be a prize given to the owner of the biggest pair of boxer shorts.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#2. History tells us what people do; historical fiction helps us imagine how they felt.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#3. He had the neurotic's partial vision of life, and a sense of the absurdity which adheres to all effort when observed in the light of a long enough perspective. This had never made him popular.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#4. Embrace one another with courage. Search each other's hearts for hidden suffering and never flee what you discover! That's the ticket!

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#5. Do not follow your present course. It is a dead end. The dead end of the perfect English gentleman.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#6. It might be high summer all about but inside me everything is fall. The lonesomeness of a sad, slow closing of days, knowing frost is nigh and wind needling through the cabin chinks is just around the bend. That's me, right now.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#7. I've always found that a really lively argument depends on the ignorance of the combatants.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#8. Sometimes I feel entirely disassociated from what I do. It's a malady of the modern age.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#9. She'd whisper to me to take my tiny piece of happiness, hold its honey in my mouth until it melts away.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#10. The Wars is a great book, rich in its images, its language, its construction, and, ultimately, its conception.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#11. Not to do as the child wishes would be wrong because he is born on a path, and it would be evil, a crime against nature to make him deny his spirit.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#12. As long as I can remember I have been carelessly casting myself uninvited into novels where no self-respecting novelist would have me. This literary gate-crashing of mine must be a sign of a wretched thirsting after immortality.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#13. The fact remains, I was never meant to sell china. Only truly saintly men are cut out for that; the sort of men who trudge the roads to Benares, or reside on the icy hilltops speculating on infinity. It takes more faith than I can summon.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#14. A man descending is propelled by inertia; the only initiative left him is whether or not he decides to enjoy the passing scene.

Guy Vanderhaeghe

#15. Most of those characters with all the answers couldn't poor piss out of a rubber boot if they read the instructions printed on the sole.

Guy Vanderhaeghe