Storm Jameson
Storm Jameson
Margaret Storm Jamesonwas an English journalist and author, known for her novels and reviews...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth8 January 1891
france dogma heresy
In France, even heresy rapidly hardens into dogma.
heart appetite stomach
... the stomach is near the heart and one appetite pricks on another.
people emotion remember
... we do not remember people as they were. What we remember is the effect they had on us then, but we remember it through an emotion charged with all that has since happened to us.
past able moments
The past is able to close round certain moments, as if they were seeds, and deliver them again fresh and living in the present.
life-is cruelty gentle
The strangest thing about life is not its frightful cruelty, but that it can be gentle.
memories animal blood
An animal is not cruel; it lives wholly in the instant leap on its prey, in the present taste of marrow or blood. Cruelty begins with the memory, and the pleasures of the memory are impure; they draw their strength along levels where no sun has reached.
rotten literature language
Not literature alone, but society itself is wormed and rotten when language ceases to be respected not merely by advertisers and politicians, but by persons of learning and authority.
men moral wells
No one asks public men to be strictly moral, but they must seem to be well-behaved.
thinking energy events
If you think with enough energy about a hoped-for event, it will in the end happen. Not because you willed it. Because it was all the time in your nature.
war growth symptoms
A minor symptom of wars is the cancerous growth of committees.
art passion thinking
... the whole of society in Washington is to some degree political. It is like no other capital city known to me, in that political thinking, the whole business, technical and personal, of politics, is not diluted by an equal interest in art, industry, amusement, anything you like. I don't meant that these are non-existent in Washington -- only that they are subdued to the ruling passion.
lying littles truth-is
... the truth is exactly that which can't be got into words. We are forced to lie, a little or, if we are inferior, much.
trying disappear precaution
... I used words without precautions. I wanted to disappear into them, I fled into the bovaryism of the writer trying to create an effect.