Quotes by : Peter Ackroyd

Destruction is like a snow-ball rolled down a Hill, for its Bulk encreases by its own swiftness and thus....

DYER. No, I am not of your Mind, for the Dialogue was fitted up with too much Facility. Words must be....

He was walking around in circles, the smell of the old furniture suddenly very distinct. There was a....

The embrace of present and past time, in which English antiquarianism becomes a form of alchemy, engenders....

Truly Time is a vast Denful of Horrour, round about which a Serpent winds and in the winding bites itself....

Books do not per­ish like hu­mankind. Of course we com­mon­ly see them bro­ken in the hab­er­dash­er's....

There is a camaraderie that grows up among those who work with old books and old papers, largely, I suspect,....

We went back into the Mens Apartments where there were others raving of Ships that may fly and silvered....

My great fear has always been complete and utter failure. Hence, you see, all the dispossessed people....

Those in their snug Bed-chambers may call the Fears of Night meer Bugbears, but their Minds have not....