Quotes by : A.S. Byatt

All scholars are a bit mad. All obsessions are dangerous.

A metamorphosis... The shining butterfly of the soul from the pupa of the body. Larva, pupa, imago. An....

it [In Memoriam] expressed exactly the nature of her own shock and sorrow, the very structure and slow....

Think of this- that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and they were alone with each....

But I cannot love her as I did, because she is not open, because she withholds what matters, because....

The black thing in her brain and the dark water on the page were the same thing, a form of knowledge.....

That is human nature, that people come after you, willingly enough, provided only that you no longer....

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

I think, yes, a man and a woman can be good friends, but it isn't easy for them being as no one else....

You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo