He didn't want her; he wanted me. Well, you know how it is. " Dalgliesh did know. This, … - P. D. James

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Our conviction that we are free to choose what we make of a photograph hides the complicity to which we are recruited in the very act of looking.

P. D. James

He didn't want her; he wanted me. Well, you know how it is. " Dalgliesh did know. This, after all, was the commonest, the most banal of personal tragedies. You loved someone. They didn't love you. Worse still, in defiance of their own best interests and to the destruction of your peace, they loved another. What would half the world's poets and novelists do without this universal tragicomedy?

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I don't think writers choose the genre, the genre chooses us. I wrote out of the wish to create order out of disorder, the liking of a pattern.

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to look back on one's life is to experience the capriciousness of memory. . . . the past is not static. It can be relived only in memory, and memory is a device for forgetting as well as remembering. It, too, is not immutable. It rediscovers, reinvents, reorganizes. Like a passage of prose it can be revised and repunctuated. To that extent, every autobiography is a work of fiction and every work of fiction an autobiography.

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It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

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Write what you need to write, not what is currently popular or what you think will sell.

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I knew the facts of death before I knew the facts of life. There never was a time when I didn't see the skull beneath the skin.

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