Lawrence Durrell Quotes
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For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfil it in its true potential - the imagination.
Lawrence Durrell
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Author Details:
Type:
Writer Quotes
Category:
British Writer Quotes
Date of Birth:
January 27, 1912
Date of Death:
November 7, 1990
Nationality:
British
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Jane Austen
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Select Lawrence Durrell Quotations:
Music is only love looking for words.
Lawrence Durrell
I'm trying to die correctly, but it's very difficult, you know.
Lawrence Durrell
There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature.
Lawrence Durrell
It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
Lawrence Durrell
I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time - those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.
Lawrence Durrell
We are the children of our landscape; it dictates behavior and even thought in the measure to which we are responsive to it.
Lawrence Durrell
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Quote Keywords:

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Dictionary Links:

Art,
Compromise,
Daily,
Defeated,
Destiny,
Evade,
Imagination,
Joyous,
Life,
Ordinary,
Potential,
Through,
True,
Try,
Us,
Way,
Wounded
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All Lawrence Durrell Quotations:
A city becomes a world when...
A woman's best love letters are...
Everyone loathes his own country and...
For us artists there waits the...
Guilt always hurries towards its complement, punishment...
History is an endless repetition of...
I had become, with the approach...
I imagine, therefore I belong and...
I'm trying to die correctly, but...
It is not love that is...
It takes a lot of energy...
Journeys, like artists, are born and...
Like all young men I set...
Music is only love looking for words.
Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.
No one can go on being...
Old age is an insult. It's...
Our inventions mirror our secret wishes.
Perhaps our only sickness is to...
The appalling thing is the degree...
The richest love is that which...
There are only three things to...
Travel can be one of the...
Truth disappears with the telling of it.
We are the children of our...
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