Quotes by : Philip Larkin

In life, as in art, talking vitiates doing.

Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession.

Only in books the flat and final happens, Only in dreams we meet and interlock....

Never such innocence,Never before or since,As changed itself to pastWithout a word--the menLeaving the....

So many things I had thought forgottenReturn to my mind with stranger pain:Like letters that arrive addressed....

You can't put off being young until you retire.

MCMXIVThose long uneven linesStanding as patientlyAs if they were stretched outsideThe Oval or Villa....

Strange to know nothing, never to be sureOf what is true or right or real,But forced to qualify or so....

How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.....

You know, I know I should be just as panicky as you about the filthy work - one wants to do nothing in....