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Promiscuity is the death of love.
— Edna O'Brien
Ideally I'd like to spend two evenings a week talking to Proust and another conversing with the Holy Ghost.
— Edna O'Brien
It was then I cried, cried for the fact of not having cried and for the immensity of tears yet to be shed.
— Edna O'Brien
History is said to be written by the victors. Fiction, by contrast, is largely the work of injured bystanders.
— Edna O'Brien
Horses are the ruination of everyone, your father has a craze for them but then we all do crazy things.
— Edna O'Brien
It was the first time that I came face to face with madness and feared it and was fascinated by it.
— Edna O'Brien
Money talks, but tell me why all it says is just Goodbye.
— Edna O'Brien
Writers really live in the mind and in hotels of the soul.
— Edna O'Brien
August is a wicked month.
— Edna O'Brien
I'm a tuning fork, tense and twanging all the time ...
— Edna O'Brien
You would not believe how many words there are for 'home' and what savage music there can be wrung from it.
— Edna O'Brien
So many that had died on the scaffold and many more to die including, though she did not know it then, her own son.
— Edna O'Brien
In a way winter is the real spring, the time when the inner things happen, the resurge of nature.
— Edna O'Brien
Everything hinged on money,
— Edna O'Brien
I knew I had done something awful. I had killed love, before I even knew the enormity of what love meant.
— Edna O'Brien
After that dark woman you search for someone who will fit into the irregular corners of your heart.
— Edna O'Brien
In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things.
— Edna O'Brien
I did not sleep. I never do when I am over-happy, over-unhappy, or in bed with a strange man.
— Edna O'Brien
Michael, my darling light. Be sure to have Masses said for the repose of his soul and for us. Your loving mother, Bridget
— Edna O'Brien
Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.
— Edna O'Brien
Yes, the living, the mangled, the scarified, with the crazed responsibility of remembering everything, everything.
— Edna O'Brien
most prized of all, her secretaire, a Napoleon III desk, full of nooks and crannies and pigeonholes,
— Edna O'Brien
When you fall in love, it is spring no matter when. Leaves falling make no difference, they are from another season ...
— Edna O'Brien
Writers are always anxious, always on the runfrom the telephone, from responsibilities, from the distractions of the world. — Edna O'Brien
Death in its way comes just as much of a surprise as birth.
— Edna O'Brien
Shadows of love, inebriations of love, foretastes of love, trickles of love, but never yet the one true love.
— Edna O'Brien
A country encapsulates our childhood and those lanes, byres, fields, flowers, insects, suns, moons and stars are forever reoccurring.
— Edna O'Brien
I know the mistake I am making. I see the exits in life.
— Edna O'Brien
motherless mothers with their skinless mysteries.
— Edna O'Brien
The vote means nothing to women. We should be armed.
— Edna O'Brien
It was all terrible and tiring and meaningless.
— Edna O'Brien
What we forgot as children is that our parents are children, also. The child in them has not been satisfied or met or loved, often.
— Edna O'Brien
Darkness is drawn to light, but light does not know it; light must absorb the darkness and therefore meet its own extinguishment.
— Edna O'Brien
her untimely death. Death for her meant death for us both.
— Edna O'Brien
Oh, love, what an unreasoning creature it grew to be.
— Edna O'Brien
It's not the vote women need, we should be armed.
— Edna O'Brien
Life was a bitch. Love also was a bitch.
— Edna O'Brien
We hide the truer part of ourselves when we love.
— Edna O'Brien
I had not the heart to tell her that great love stories told of the pain and separateness between men and women.
— Edna O'Brien
In the bodily garden the apple lurks.
— Edna O'Brien
She said the reason that love is so painful is that it always amounts to two people wanting more than two people can give.
— Edna O'Brien
Flaubert claimed that we each have a royal room in our hearts into which only very few are admitted.
— Edna O'Brien
You might have written. Every bit of your daily life interests me. I wrote this day fortnight but it was returned. Tampered with.
— Edna O'Brien
Dilly reckons it would be difficult to thread those needles, the eyes so small, especially with her cataracts.
— Edna O'Brien
What matters is the imaginative truth.
— Edna O'Brien
I'm an Irish Catholic and I have a long iceberg of guilt.
— Edna O'Brien
Writing is like carrying a fetus.
— Edna O'Brien
That is the mystery about writing: it comes out of afflictions, out of the gouged times, when the heart is cut open.
— Edna O'Brien
People liking you or not liking you is an accident and is to do with them and not you. That goes for love too, only more so.
— Edna O'Brien
Jealousy is the direct result of self-betrayal.
— Edna O'Brien
You're a right-looking eejit
— Edna O'Brien
I have some women friends but I prefer men. Don't trust women. There is a built-in competition between women.
— Edna O'Brien
It is not good to repudiate the dead because then they do not leave you alone, they are like dogs that bark intermittently at night.
— Edna O'Brien
Sometimes one word can recall a whole span of life.
— Edna O'Brien
When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.
— Edna O'Brien
Kindness. The most unkind thing of all.
— Edna O'Brien
holidays took the poisons out of everyday life.
— Edna O'Brien
The words ran away with me.
— Edna O'Brien
Countries are either mothers or fathers, and engender the emotional bristle secretly reserved for either sire.
— Edna O'Brien
You have to be lonely to be a writer
— Edna O'Brien