Quotes by : John Banville

There is something about gin, the tang in it of the deep wildwood, perhaps, that always makes me think....

I had never liked, even feared a little, this wild reach of marsh and mud flats where everything seemed....

The secret of survival is a defective imagination.

Of the things we fashioned for them that they might be comforted, dawn is the one that works.

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while,....

He knows that after him everything will continue on much as before, except that there will be a minuscule....

What I was afraid of was my own grief, the weight of it, the ineluctable corrosive force of it, and the....

Life, authentic life, is supposed to be all struggle, unflagging action and affirmation, but when I look....

You will remember this when all else fades, this moment, here, together, by this well. There will be....

Still the dream persists, suppressed but always there, that somehow by some miraculous effort of the....