I don’t really act. I say the words the way I would say them if I meant them.
QUENTIN CRISPWhile I have very little to say in favor of sex (it’s vastly overrated, it’s frequently unnecessary, and it’s messy), it is greatly to be preferred to the interminable torments of romantic agony through which two people tear one another limb from limb while professing altruistic devotion.
More Quentin Crisp Quotes
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Manners are a way of getting what you want without appearing to be an absolute swine.
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Happiness is the only thing I understand.
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Fashion is what you adopt when you don’t know who you are.
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Life was a funny thing that happened to me on the way to the grave.
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The world now seems a stunningly ignoble place. It has not really grown all that much worse but appears to have done so because we know so much more about it than we did.
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Politics are not an instrument for effecting social change; they are the art of making the inevitable appear to be a matter of wise human choice.
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I never spend my time doing anything I’ll have to do again tomorrow.
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People say to me, “When did you come out?” But I was never in! When I was about six, I was swanning around the house in clothes that belonged to my mother and my grandmother which I’d found in an attic, saying, “I am a beautiful princess!”
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You will survive if you believe in yourself.
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My mother protected me from the world and my father threatened me with it.
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Flowers are words even a baby can understand.
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The trouble with children is that they’re not returnable.
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An autobiography is an obituary in serial form with the last installment missing.
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I simply haven’t the nerve to imagine a being, a force, a cause which keeps the planets revolving in their orbits and then suddenly stops in order to give me a bicycle with three speeds.
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Ask yourself, if there was to be no blame, and if there was to be no praise, who would I be then?
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