Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Wyndham Lewis

Quote by Wyndham Lewis

Work

Wyndham Lewis: an anthology of his prose

Wyndham Lewis: an anthology of his prose gathers a selection of the author's prose writings, providing insight into his literary contributions and the evolution of his ideas. more

Author

Wyndham Lewis
Wyndham Lewis

Wyndham Lewis, a British painter, writer, and art critic, was born on November 18, 1882, in London and died on March 7, 1957. He is known for his unique artistic style and theoretical contributions, being a significant figure in British modernist art. more

You May Also Like

“Youth is the time to go flashing from one end of the world to the other to try the manners of different nations; to hear the chimes at midnight; to see the sunrise in town and country; to be converted at a revival; to circumnavigate the metaphysics, write halting verses, run a mile to see a fire, and wait all day long in the theatre to applaud Hernani.”

“They - Young People have exalted notions, because they have not been humbled by life or learned its necessary limitations; moreover, their hopeful disposition makes them think themselves equal to great things - and that means having exalted notions. They would always rather do noble deeds than useful ones: Their lives are regulated more by moral feeling than by reasoning - all their mistakes are in the direction of doing things excessively and vehemently. They overdo everything - they love too much, hate too much, and the same with everything else.”

“Youth enters the world with very happy prejudices in her own favor. She imagines herself not only certain of accomplishing every adventure, but of obtaining those rewards which the accomplishment may deserve. She is not easily persuaded to believe that the force of merit can be resisted by obstinacy and avarice, or its luster darkened by envy and malignity.”

“The child thinks of growing old as an almost obscene calamity, which for some mysterious reason will never happen to itself. All who have passed the age of thirty are joyless grotesques, endlessly fussing about things of no importance and staying alive without, so far as the child can see, having anything to live for. Only child life is real life.”