Christopher Fry Quotes
Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing
There may always be another reality to make fiction of the truth we think we've arrived at.
I know your cause is lost, but in the heart / Of all right causes is a cause that cannot lose.
The best Thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost in Look as much like home as we can.
We must each find our separate meaning in the persuasion of our days until we meet in the meaning of the world.
Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement... says heaven and earth in one word... speaks of himself and his predicament as though for the first time.
The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate
Who apart from ourselves, can see any difference between our victories and our defeats?
I travel light; as light, that is, as a man can travel who will still carry his body around because of its sentimental value.
If we could wake each morning with no memory of living before we went to sleep, we might arrive at a faultless day.
Poetry has the virtue of being able to say twice as much as prose in half the time, and the drawback, if you do not give it your full attention, of seeming to say half as much in twice the time.
The lines marking a penalty area are a disgrace to the playing fields of a public school.
In my plays I want to look at life at the commonplace of existence as if we had just turned a corner and run into it for the first time.
It is the individual man in his individual freedom who can mature with his warm spirit the unripe world.
Religion Has made an honest woman of the supernatural, And we won't have it kicking over the traces again.
How can we be scrupulous In a life which, from birth onwards, is so determined To wring us dry of any serenity at all?
My trouble is I'm the sort of writer who only finds out what he's getting at by the time he's got to the end of it.
How nature loves the incomplete. She knows If she drew a conclusion it would finish her.
What is madness To those who only observe, is often wisdom To those to whom it happens.
What after all, is a halo? It's only one more thing to keep clean.
The best thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost look as much like home as we can.
Who apart From ourselves can see any difference between Our victories and our defeats?
Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing.
