Peter De Vries Quotes
Top 71 wise famous quotes and sayings by Peter De Vries
Peter De Vries Famous Quotes & Sayings
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I am not impressed by big words,' said my uncle, who was always read enough to bandy 'predestination' and 'infralapsarianism.
We turned on one another deep, drowned gazes, and exchanged a kiss that reduced my bones to rubber and my brain to gruel.
Mrs Thicknesse and I agreed that a business of his own was probably the only solution for him because he was obviously unemployable.
We are nothing but a string of gut on a stick of bone riding this piece of astral soot for one piteous splinter of eternity.
The difficulty with marriage is that we fall in love with a personality, but must live with a character.
Anyone informed that the universe is expanding and contracting in pulsations of eighty billion years has a right to ask. What's in it for me?
Dead drunk and cold-sober, he wandered out into the garden in the cool of the evening, awaiting the coming of the Lord.
You believe what you must in order to stave off the conviction that it's all a tale told by an idiot
Confession is good for the soul only in the sense that a tweed coat is good for dandruff - it is a palliative rather than a remedy.
When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.
A hundred years ago Hester Prynne of The Scarlet Letter was given an A for adultery; today she would rate no better than a C-plus.
When I see a paragraph shrinking under my eyes like a strip of bacon in a skillet, I know I'm on the right track.
Let us hope ... that a kind Providence will put a speedy end to the acts of God under which we have been laboring.
There is a point when life, having showered us with jewels for nothing, begins to exact our life's blood for paste.
The satirist shoots to kill while the humorist brings his prey back alive and eventually releases him again for another chance.
I tried to write worse but it was no good; my generalizations came out as before, each more exquisite than the last. I grew discouraged.
The trouble with treating people as equals is that the first thing you know they may be doing the same thing to you.
Life is a crowded superhighway with bewildering cloverleaf exits on which a man is liable to find himself speeding back in the direction he came.
We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other.
I can still hear my mother wailing over some new kitchen crisis, "Oh God," and my father answering cozily from the silo, "Were you calling me, dear?