Irving Layton Quotations

My neighbor doesn't want to be loved as much as he wants to be envied.

We love in another's soul whatever of ourselves we can deposit in it; the greater the deposit, the greater the love

Canadians look down on the United States and consider it Hell. They are right to do so. Canada is to the United States what, in Dante's scheme, Limbo is to Hell

When you argue with your inferiors, you convince them of only one thing: they are as clever as you.

I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and Keats

In Pierre Elliott Trudeau, Canada has at last produced a political leader worthy of assassination.

Since I no longer expect/ anything from mankind except/ madness,/ meanness, and mendacity;/ egotism,/ cowardice,/ and/ self-delusion,/ I have stopped/ being a/ misanthrope.

My neighbour/ doesn't want to be loved/ as much as/ he wants to be envied.

Progress of a marriage: ''There was a time when you couldn't make me happy. Now the time has come when you can make me unhappy.''

Conscience: self-esteem with a halo.

Progress of a marriage: There was a time when you couldn't make me happy. Now the time has come when you can make me unhappy.

I have stopped being a misanthrope.

Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the minutes I live.

Idealist: a cynic in the making.

A Canadian is someone who keeps asking the question, 'What is a Canadian?

It amazes me that organs that piss Can give human beings such perfect bliss.

Whom the gods do not intend to destroy, they first make mad with poetry.

And me happiest when I compose poems: Love, power, the huzza of battle are something, are much: yet a poem includes them like a pool water and reflection.

An aphorism should be like a burr: sting, ... and leave a little soreness....

A political leader worthy of assassination

To this pass Christianity has come There is no God, and Jesus is his son.

A poet is deeply conflicted and it's in his work that he reconciles those deep conflicts. The place is the harbor. It doesn't set the world in order, you know, it's the place of reconciliation. It's the Consolamentum, the kiss of peace.

Only the tiniest fracton of mankind want freedom. All the rest want someone to tell them theyare free.

Death is a name for beauty not in use.

God is indeed dead. He died of self-horror when He saw the creature He had made in His own image.

By walking, I found out where I was going.

how seasonably leaf and blossom uncurl and living things arrange their death, while someone from afar off blows birthday candles for the world.

Since I no longer expect anything from mankind except madness, meanness, and mendacity; egotism, cowardice, and self-delusion, I have stopped being a misanthrope.