Great Throughts Treasury

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William John Locke

British Guyana-born Novelist and Playwright

"I believe half the unhappiness in life comes from people being afraid to go straight at things."

"Have you ever considered what anxious thought, what consummate knowledge of human nature, what dearly-bought experiences go into the making of an advertisement?"

"As I enter on the path of happiness, I scatter the dregs and shreds and clippings of the past behind me. I divest myself of all the crapulous years."

"Any human love a man gets he can make fill his life. It's like the grain of mustard-seed."

"Art is long, and the talk about it is even longer."

"Don't be a genius, my son, it isn't good for anybody."

"Every man's first declaration of love is bathos--the zenith of his passion connoting perhaps the nadir of his intelligence."

"Beyond all the fires of love through which one passes there is the star of Duty, and happy the individual who can live in its serenity."

"I can tell you at any rate how to get what you want. You've just got to keep a thing in view and go for it and never let your eye wander to right or left or up or down. And looking back is fatal--the truest thing in Scripture is about Lot's wife."

"Children are the root of all evil.... Happy the man who has his quiver empty."

"I felt I had stepped into something big and splendid, as if I had been a caterpillar walking into the heart of a red rose. I felt prim and small and petty. Until then I had never known what love meant."

"I think love is serious. It's like an invention: sometimes it lies deep down inside you, great and quiet--and at other times it racks you and keeps you from sleeping."

"I hold in my hands the very soul of a man. What more dare a woman ask of the high gods?"

"I'll lock the skeleton in its cupboard and throw away the key."

"If you love a Dream Woman ... let her stay the divine Woman of the Dream. To awaken and clasp flesh and blood, no matter how delicately tender, and find that love has sped at the dawn is a misery too deep for tears."

"It all depends whether hope is in front or behind you."

"It is not cheerful for a girl to discover within twenty-four hours of her wedding that her husband is a hopeless drunkard, and to see him die of delirium tremens within six weeks. An experience so vivid, like lightning must blast something in a woman's conception of life. Because one man's kisses reeked of whisky the kisses of all male humanity were anathema."

"In France the men all live in cafes, the children are all put out to nurse, and the women, saving the respect of mademoiselle -- well, the less said about them the better."

"Life is too transcendentally humorous for a man not to take it seriously. Compared with it, Death is but a shallow jest."

"Life is droll. It has no common sense. It is the game of a mountebank."

"My love is hopeless! I know it. But it will feed me to my dying day."

"Men are men and women are women. We've tried for tens of thousands of years to lay down hard and fast lines for the sexes to walk upon, and we've failed miserably."

"My little Asticot, I have abjured absinthe and forsworn caf‚s. I have broken my new porcelain pipe and have cut my finger-nails. As I enter on the path of happiness, I scatter the dregs and shreds and clippings of the past behind me. I divest myself of all the crapulous years."

"Sex is the ... tremulous and bewildering and nerve-racking and delicious and myriad-adjectived soul-condition ... generally known as love. Ninety-nine point nine repeater percent of the world's literature has been devoted to its analysis. It's therefore of some importance."

"No matter through what realms of the fantastic you may travel, you arrive inevitably at the commonplace."

"Our happiness is made up of the things we miss."

"The measure of my success is the measure of my happiness."

"Sex is a queer and incalculable solvent of human confidence."

"The only remedy against the malady of life is life itself. The bane is its own antidote."

"The only cure for loss of illusions is fresh illusions, more illusions, and always illusions."

"To read of human depravity in the police reports is one thing, to see it fall like a black shadow across one's life is another."

"What is a logical mind?... It is the antiseptic which destroys the bacilli of unreason whereby true happiness is vivified."

"Women are cats ... and love to scratch even those they're fond of. Sometimes the more they love them the harder they scratch."

"Women are women and can't help themselves."

"You have never seen ugliness in a happy face."