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?
QUENTIN CRISPBelieve in fate, but lean forward where fate can see you.
More Quentin Crisp Quotes
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I never saw Portsmouth by day.
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Vice is its own reward.
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Manners are love in a cool climate.
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As 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.
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However low a man sinks he never reaches the level of the police.
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Neither look forward where there is doubt nor backward where there is regret.
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The measure of woman’s distaste for any part of her life lies not in the loudness of her lamentations (these are only an attempt to buy a martyr’s crown at a reduced price) but in her persistent pursuit of that occupation of which she never ceases to complain.
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Life was a funny thing that happened to me on the way to the grave.
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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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The trouble with European cities is that they are drenched in their history, almost all of which is terrible.
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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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Though intelligence is powerless to modify character, it is a dab hand at finding euphemisms for its weaknesses.
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The curiosity of the neighbors about you, is a tribute to your individuality, and you should encourage it
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I recommend limiting one’s involvement in other people’s lives to a pleasantly scant minimum. This may seem too stoical a position in these madly passionate times, but madly passionate people rarely make good on their madly passionate promises.
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The war between the sexes is the only one in which both sides regularly sleep with the enemy.
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