“I don't know if Britain ever really achieved that much glamour. We had post-war austerity rather than post-war prosperity, and our cultural products of the time include some pretty dour kitchen-sink dramas of the A Kind of Loving variety. (This kind of film seems disillusioned with the sixties before they've even really begun.)” IfsKnowsKindWarSeemsFilmProductsDramaProsperityVarietyPostsKitchenBritainSixtyGlamourDisillusionedAusterityPost WarKitchen Sinks Author:Quentin S. Crisp
“I'm not sure if there is a cultural loss of innocence specifically associated with the seventies. The oil crisis? The Watergate scandal? I really don't know. There's nothing there on the scale of Hiroshima.” IfsKnowsLossCrisisOilScalesInnocenceNot SureSeventiesScandalHiroshimaWatergateLoss Of Innocence Author:Quentin S. Crisp
“As children in the seventies we were told about nebulous 'strangers'. By definition, we didn't know who these strangers were, and we didn't know what they wanted to do, but only that they were sinister. I think that was the stage the seventies were at.” ThinkingKnowsChildrenWantedStageDefinitionsStrangerSeventiesSinister Author:Quentin S. Crisp
“We all know about the car breaking down on a deserted road scenario. That's cliché. I'm thinking more of Cider with Rosie, as in, the dark side.” ThinkingKnowsSidesDarkCarBreaking DownScenariosDark SideDesertedRosieCider Author:Quentin S. Crisp
“I began researching and writing what I intended as a book-length essay entitled Fascination and Liberation, exploring the question of whether there is a conflict between creativity and the Eastern form of enlightenment. I don't know if I'll ever finish that essay, because I had an experience, after I'd written two or three chapters, in which it seemed to me that my psychic antibodies decisively rejected Buddhism. Interestingly, the rejection felt as if it happened in Zen terms.” IfsKnowsWritingTwoBookFormThreeFeltTermCreativityWrittenHappenedBuddhismConflictEnlightenmentLiberationRejectionLengthChaptersRejectedEntitledExploringPsychicsEasternEssaysFascinationAntibodies Author:Quentin S. Crisp
“I never seem to find what I'm looking for, though. I suppose I feel, these days, too aware of schedules and things, to let myself get lost in the rain. Anyway, I came back home, and it was still raining, and as I was approaching the driveway of the house, and the front garden with its bushy flower bed, I caught a cooking smell from somewhere on the air. I don't know why, exactly, but it appealed to me as a Nagai Kafu moment.” KnowsFeelsStillsMomentsHomeSeemsHouseLostAirFrontsFlowerBedRainGardenCookingCaughtSmellThese DaysSchedulesBack HomeDriveway Author:Quentin S. Crisp
