There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn’t get any worse.
QUENTIN CRISPAs we all know from witnessing the consuming jealousy of husbands who are never faithful, people do not confine themselves to the emotions to which they are entitled.
More Quentin Crisp Quotes
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If a man were to look over the fence on one side of his garden and observe that the neighbor on his left had laid his garden path round a central lawn; and were to look over the fence on the other side of his garden and observe that the neighbor on his right had laid his path down the middle of the lawn.
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Happiness is the only thing I understand.
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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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I asked a girl who came from America to England, when I was only English, and she admitted she had been to a drama school. And I said, “What did they teach you?” And she said, “They taught me to be a candle burning in an empty room.”
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When asked, ‘Shall I tell my mother I’m gay?’, I reply, ‘Never tell your mother anything.
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Vice is its own reward.
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A fair share of anything is starvation diet to an egomaniac.
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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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Development of character consists solely in moving toward self-sufficiency.
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If you describe things as better than they are, you are considered to be a romantic; if you describe things as worse than they are, you will be called a realist; and if you describe things exactly as they are, you will be thought of as a satirist.
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Manners are love in a cool climate.
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Because it is in the nature of things that they become extreme, we have passed down from manliness to cruelty. If I had been told when I was 20 that there was a tavern in the town where the brave and the cruel were gathered together,
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If love means anything at all it means extending your hand to the unlovable.
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I never say ‘No’ to anything.
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He knew them only ‘in Braille’ – the curtains were never drawn back in the rooms in Oxford where he met those boys. It was the most sordid life you can imagine. And he was bleating about love and dragging the fair name of Mr. Plato into the trial – after a life like that?
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