In England, nobody’s your friend.
QUENTIN CRISPIf love means anything at all it means extending your hand to the unlovable.
More Quentin Crisp Quotes
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I don’t think you can really be proud of being gay because it isn’t something you’ve done. You can only be proud of not being ashamed.
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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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Neither look forward where there is doubt nor backward where there is regret.
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I don’t like peas, and I’m glad I don’t like them, because if I liked them I would eat them and I hate them.
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The trouble with children is that they’re not returnable.
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Is not the whole world a vast house of assignation of which the filing system has been lost?
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Of course I lie to people. But I lie altruistically – for our mutual good. The lie is the basic building block of good manners. That may seem mildly shocking to a moralist – but then what isn’t?
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There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn’t get any worse.
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If I were God – and I never understand why I’m not – I should say, “Shop around, I don’t think you’ll find a better bargain than here.”
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I was amazed to receive later a substantial sum for sitting in my room and talking about myself. If only I could get some of the back pay!
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Though intelligence is powerless to modify character, it is a dab hand at finding euphemisms for its weaknesses.
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Never get involved with someone who wants to change you
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Look inward and ask not if there is anything outside you want, but whether there is anything inside that you have not yet unpacked.
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The happiest moments in any affair take place after the loved one has learned to accommodate the lover and before the maddening personality of either party has emerged like a jagged rock from the receding tides of lust and curiosity.
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If love means anything at all it means extending your hand to the unlovable.
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