Top 100 Mary Mccarthy Quotes
#1. Of the modern critics, although I disagree with almost everything she says, I admire Mary McCarthy's eloquence and social observation in 'Sights and Spectacles'; she thinks in print, but she doesn't have a real feel for the stage.
John Lahr
#2. Is it really so difficult to tell a good action from a bad one? I think one usually knows right away or a moment afterward, in a horrid flash of regret.
Mary McCarthy
#3. The consumer today is the victim of the manufacturer who launches on him a regiment of products for which he must make room in his soul.
Mary McCarthy
#4. If [she] had come to prefer the company of odd ducks, it was possibly because they had no conception of oddity, or rather, they thought you were odd if you weren't.
Mary McCarthy
#5. The rationalist mind has always had its doubts about Venice. The watery city receives a dry inspection, as though it were a myth for the credulous- poets and honeymooners.
Mary McCarthy
#6. The only form of action open to a child is to break something or strike someone, its mother or another child; it cannot cause things to happen in the world.
Mary McCarthy
#7. What's the use of falling in love if you both remain inertly as you were?
Mary McCarthy
#8. He was never quite certain what he thought about anything until he had tested his opinion for seaworthiness in the course of some polemical storm.
Mary McCarthy
#9. For both writer and reader, the novel is a lonely, physically inactive affair. Only the imagination races.
Mary McCarthy
#10. We are a nation of 20 million bathrooms, with a humanist in every tub.
Mary McCarthy
#11. Calling someone a monster does not make him more guilty; it makes him less so by classing him with beasts and devils.
Mary McCarthy
#12. With extramarital courtship, the deception was prolonged where it had been ephemeral, necessary where it had been frivolous, conspiratorial where it had been lonely.
Mary McCarthy
#13. All I knew that night was that I believed in something and couldn't express it, while your team believed in nothing but knew how to say it - in other men's words.
Mary McCarthy
#14. The famous Florentine elegance, which attracts tourists to the shops on Via Tornabuoni and Via della Vigna Nuova, is characterized by austerity of line, simplicity, economy of effect.
Mary McCarthy
#15. Life for the European is a career; for the American it is a hazard.
Mary McCarthy
#16. Sex annihilates identity, and the space given to sex in contemporary novels is an avowal of the absence of character.
Mary McCarthy
#17. The present can try to bury the past, an operation that is most atrocious when it is most successful.
Mary McCarthy
#18. The return to a favorite novel is generally tied up with changes in oneself that must be counted as improvements, but have the feel of losses. It is like going back to a favorite house, country, person; nothing is where it belongs, including one's heart.
Mary McCarthy
#19. For self-realization, a rebel demands a strong authority, a worthy opponent, God to his Lucifer.
Mary McCarthy
#20. At one point, my house was a school for autistic children. I opened up my doors to about 30 kids and their families at the time. I was turning into Mary Poppins because I had to do something for these kids who have nowhere to go. So my house was the school for two years.
Jenny McCarthy
#22. Luckily, I am writing a memoir and not a work of fiction, and therefore I do not have to account for my grandmother's unpleasing character and look for the Oedipal fixation or the traumatic experience which would give her that clinical authenticity that is nowadays so desirable in portraiture.
Mary McCarthy
#23. The perennial wonder of Venice is to peer at herself in her canals and find that she exists-incredible as it seems. It is the same reassurance that a looking-glass offers us: the guarantee that we are real.
Mary McCarthy
#24. Europe is the unfinished negative of which America is the proof.
Mary McCarthy
#25. It really takes a hero to live any kind of spiritual life without religious belief.
Mary McCarthy
#26. I am putting real plums into an imaginary cake.
Mary McCarthy
#27. The dictator is also the scapegoat; in assuming absolute authority, he assumes absolute guilt; and the oppressed masses, groaning under the yoke, know themselves to be innocent as lambs, while they pray hypocritically for deliverance.
Mary McCarthy
#28. This is the spirit of the enchantment under which Venice lies, pearly and roseate, like the Sleeping Beauty, changeless throughout the centuries, arrested, while the concrete forest of the modern world grows up around her.
Mary McCarthy
#29. Europeans used to say Americans were puritanical. Then they discovered that we were not puritans. So now they say that we are obsessed with sex.
Mary McCarthy
#30. There are no new truths, but only truths that have not been recognized by those who have perceived them without noticing.
Mary McCarthy
#31. An unrectified case of injustice has a terrible way of lingering, restlessly, in the social atmosphere like an unfinished question.
Mary McCarthy
#32. The furniture and trappings in the apartment are all in a state of flux - here today, gone tomorrow. Nothing is anchored to its place, not even the coffee-pot, which floats off and returns, on the tide of the signora's marine nature.
Mary McCarthy
#33. Making love, we are all more alike than we are when we are talking or acting.
Mary McCarthy
#34. The fact is that gardening, more than most of our other activities except sometimes love-making, confronts us with the inexplicable.
Mary McCarthy
#35. It is impossible, except for theologians, to conceive of a world-wide scandal or a universe-wide scandal; the proof of this is the way people have settled down to living with nuclear fission, radiation poisoning, hydrogen bombs, satellites, and space rockets.
Mary McCarthy
#36. From what I have seen, I am driven to the conclusion that religion is only good for good people ...
Mary McCarthy
#37. I really tried, or so I thought, to avoid lying, but it seemed to me that they forced it on me by the difference in their vision of things, so that I was always transposing reality for them into something they could understand.
Mary McCarthy
#38. Fat bodies are used comically. I respect Rebel Wilson so much, and Melissa McCarthy. I love them both. But so often, I feel like fat female bodies are used as props.
Mary Lambert
#39. Every age has a keyhole to which its eye is pasted.
Mary McCarthy
#40. In politics, it seems, retreat is honorable if dictated by military considerations and shameful if even suggested for ethical reasons.
Mary McCarthy
#41. He would have been far more attractive to her if she could have trusted him. You could not love a man who was always playing hide-and-seek with you; that was the lesson she had learned.
Mary McCarthy
#42. All dramatic realism is somewhat sadistic; an audience is persuaded to watch something that makes it uncomfortable and from which no relief is offered - no laughter, no tears, no purgation.
Mary McCarthy
#43. Old money is fully as moronic as new money but it has inherited an appearance of cultivation.
Mary McCarthy
#44. On the wall of our life together hung a gun waiting to be fired in the final act.
Mary McCarthy
#45. The average Catholic perceives no connection between religion and morality, unless it is a question of someone else's morality.
Mary McCarthy
#46. Be truthful ... and pay attention. I would also recommend the avoidance of credit cards.
Mary McCarthy
#47. I suppose everyone continues to be interested in the quest for the self, but what you feel when you're older, I think, is that you really must make the self.
Mary McCarthy
#48. Feminism is ridiculous. Feminists are silly idealists who want to be on top. There is no real equality in sexual relationships - someone always wins.
Mary McCarthy
#49. The things of this world reveal their essential absurdity when they are put in the Venetian context. In the unreal realm of the canals, as in a Swiftian Lilliput, the real world, with its contrivances, appears as a vast folly.
Mary McCarthy
#50. This grossly advertised wonder [Venice], this gold idol with clay feet, this trompe-l'oeil, this painted deception, this cliche-what intelligent iconoclast could fail to experience a destructive impulse in her presence?
Mary McCarthy
#51. He was a thoroughly bad hat, then, but that was the kind, of course, that nice women broke their hearts over.
Mary McCarthy
#52. Illiteracy at the poverty level (mainly a matter of bad grammar) does not alarm me nearly as much as the illiteracy of the well-to-do.
Mary McCarthy
#53. In science, all facts, no matter how trivial or banal, enjoy democratic equality.
Mary McCarthy
#54. America is indeed a revelation, though not quite the one that was planned. Given a clean slate, man, it was hoped, would write the future. Instead, he has written his past.
Mary McCarthy
#55. We all live in suspense from day to day; in other words you are the hero of your own story.
Mary McCarthy
#56. I once started a detective story to make money-but I couldn't get the murder to take place! At the end of three chapters I was still describing the characters and the milieu, so I thought, this is not going to work. No corpse!
Mary McCarthy
#57. The suspense of a novel is not only in the reader, but in the novelist, who is intensely curious about what will happen to the hero.
Mary McCarthy
#58. It came to me, as we sat there, glumly ordering lunch, that for extremely stupid people anti-Semitism was a form of intellectuality, the sole form of intellectuality of which they were capable. It represented, in a rudimentary way, the ability to make categories, to generalize.
Mary McCarthy
#59. Morality did not keep well; it required stable conditions; it was costly; it was subject to variations, and the market for it was uncertain.
Mary McCarthy
#60. Venice is the worlds unconscious: a misers glittering hoard, guarded by a Beast whose eyes are made of white agate, and by a saint who is really a prince who has just slain a dragon.
Mary McCarthy
#61. Anti-Semitism is a horrible disease from which nobody is immune, and it has a kind of evil fascination that makes an enlightened person draw near the source of infection, supposedly in a scientific spirit, but really to sniff the vapors and dally with the possibility.
Mary McCarthy
#62. Liberty, as it is conceived by current opinion, has nothing inherent about it; it is a sort of gift or trust bestowed on the individual by the state pending good behavior.
Mary McCarthy
#63. Whenever in history, equality appeared on the agenda, it was exported somewhere else, like an undesirable.
Mary McCarthy
#64. People with bad consciences always fear the judgment of children.
Mary McCarthy
#65. As subjects, we all live in suspense, from day to day, from hour to hour; in other words, we are the hero of our own story. We cannot believe that it is finished, that we are 'finished,' even though we may say so; we expect another chapter, another installment, tomorrow or next week.
Mary McCarthy
#66. If one means by style the voice, the irreducible and always recognizable and alive thing, then of course style is really everything.
Mary McCarthy
#67. As soon as you become a writer, you lose contact with ordinary experience or tend to ... the worst fate of a writer is to become a writer.
Mary McCarthy
#68. In morals as in politics anarchy is not for the weak.
Mary McCarthy
#69. Anybody who has ever tried to rectify an injustice or set a record straight comes to feel that he is going mad.
Mary McCarthy
#70. You know what my favourite quotation is? ... It's from Chaucer ... Criseyde says it, I am myne owene woman, wel at ese.
Mary McCarthy
#71. The group was not afraid of being radical either; they could see the good Roosevelt was doing, despite what Mother and Dad said; they were not taken in by party labels and thought the Democrats should be given a chance to show what they had up their sleeve.
Mary McCarthy
#72. Life is a system of recurrent pairs, the poison and the antidote being eternally packaged together by some considerate heavenly druggist.
Mary McCarthy
#74. Understanding is often a prelude to forgiveness, but they are not the same, and we often forgive what we cannot understand (seeing nothing else to do) and understand what we cannot pardon.
Mary McCarthy
#75. The erotic element always present in fashion, the kiss of loving labor on the body, is now overtly expressed by language. Belts hug or clasp; necklines plunge; jerseys bind. The word exciting tingles everywhere.
Mary McCarthy
#76. What I really do is take real plums and put them in an imaginary cake.
Mary McCarthy
#77. Our language, once homely and colloquial, seeks to aggrandize our meanest activities with polysyllabic terms or it retreats from frankness into a stammering verbosity.
Mary McCarthy
#79. Who are the advertising men kidding, besides the European tourist? Between the tired, sad, gentle faces of the subway riders and the grinning Holy Families of the Ad-Mass, there exists no possibility of even a wishful identification.
Mary McCarthy
#80. Venice, as a city, was a foundling, floating upon the waters like Moses in his basket among the bulrushes.
Mary McCarthy
#81. The horror of Gandhi's murder lies not in the political motives behind it or in its consequences for Indian policy or for the future of non-violence; the horror lies simply in the fact that any man could look into the face of this extraordinary person and deliberately pull a trigger.
Mary McCarthy
#82. The American character looks always as if it had just had a rather bad haircut, which gives it, in our eyes at any rate, a greater humanity than the European, which even among its beggars has an all too professional air.
Mary McCarthy
#83. To be disesteemed by people you don't have much respect for is not the worst fate.
Mary McCarthy
#84. One of the big features of living alone was that you could talk to yourself all you wanted and address imaginary audiences, running the gamut of emotion.
Mary McCarthy
#85. I'm afraid I'm not sufficiently inhibited about the things that other women are inhibited about for me. They feel that you've given away trade secrets.
Mary McCarthy
#86. It [Socialism] was a kind of political hockey played by big, gaunt, dyspeptic girls in pants.
Mary McCarthy
#87. The Crucifixion and other historical precedents notwithstanding, many of us still believe that outstanding goodness is a kind of armor, that virtue, seen plain and bare, gives pause to criminality. But perhaps it is the other way around.
Mary McCarthy
#88. She felt really quite unequal to the tedious process of reconciliation which, in view of the fact that she was sorry, seemed to her highly unnecessary, like some legal routine or the difficulty of getting passports. Her interest in expiation quickly vanished in the face of its actuality.
Mary McCarthy
#89. In moments of despair, we look on ourselves lead-enly as objects; we see ourselves, our lives, as someone else might see them and may even be driven to kill ourselves if the separation, the "knowledge," seems sufficiently final.
Mary McCarthy
#90. The comic element is the incorrigible element in every human being; the capacity to learn, from experience or instruction, is what is forbidden to all comic creations and to what is comic in you and me.
Mary McCarthy
#91. Congress-these, for the most part, illiterate hacks whose fancy vests are spotted with gravy, and whose speeches, hypocritical, unctuous, and slovenly, are spotted also with the gravy of political patronage.
Mary McCarthy
#92. Love of truth, ordinary common truth recognizable to everyone, is the ruling passion of the novel.
Mary McCarthy
#93. If someone tells you he is going to make a 'realistic decision', you immediately understand that he has resolved to do something bad.
Mary McCarthy
#94. Laughter is the great antidote for self-pity, maybe a specific for the malady, yet probably it does tend to dry one's feelings out a little, as if by exposing them to a vigorous wind ...
Mary McCarthy
#95. I am for the ones who represent sense, and so was Jane Austen.
Mary McCarthy
#96. Bureaucracy, the rule of no one, has become the modern form of despotism.
Mary McCarthy
#97. The theater is the only branch of art much cared for by people of wealth; like canasta, it does away with the brother of talk after dinner.
Mary McCarthy
#98. She decided she wanted a cool, starchy independent life, with ruffles of humor like window curtains.
Mary McCarthy
#99. Proscription, martial law, the billeting of the rude troops, the tax collector, the unjust judge, anything at all, is sweeter than responsibility.
Mary McCarthy
#100. The exile is a singular, whereas refugees tend to be thought of in the mass ... What is implied in these nuances of social standing is the respect we pay to choice. The exile appears to have made a decision, while the refugee is the very image of helplessness.
Mary McCarthy
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