William Styron famous quotes

Depression is a disorder of mood, so mysteriously painful and elusive in the way it becomes known to the self -- to the mediating intellect-- as to verge close to being beyond description. It thus remains nearly incomprehensible to those who have not experienced it in its extreme mode.
-- William Styron

#Self #Way #Painful

From the writer's point of view, critics should be ignored, although it's hard not to do what they suggest. I think it's unfortunate to have critics for friends. Suppose you write something that stinks, what are they going to say in a review? Say it stinks? So if they're honest, they do, and if you were friends you're still friends, but the knowledge of your lousy writing and their articulate admission of it will be always something between the two of you, like the knowledge between a man and his wife of some shady adultery.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Men #Thinking

A great book should leave you with many experiences, and slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading.
-- William Styron

#Life #Book #Reading

The writer's duty is to keep on writing.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Duty

Reading - the best state yet to keep absolute loneliness at bay.
-- William Styron

#Loneliness #Reading #Library

The pain of depression is quite unimaginable to those who have not suffered it, and it kills in many instances because its anguish can no longer be borne. The prevention of many suicides will continue to be hindered until there is a general awareness of the nature of this pain.
-- William Styron

#Suicide #Pain #Prevention

I get a fine warm feeling when I'm doing well, but that pleasure is pretty much negated by the pain of getting started each day. Let's face it, writing is hell.
-- William Styron

#Pain #Writing #Feelings

The good writing of any age has always been the product of someone's neurosis.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Age #Neurosis

Let's face it, writing is hell.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Faces #Hell

In depression . . . faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no remedy will come - - not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute . . . It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul.
-- William Styron

#Depression #Crush #Pain

my brain had begun to endure its familiar siege: panic and dislocation, and a sense that my thought processes were being engulfed by a toxic and unnameable tide that obliterated any enjoyable response to the living world.
-- William Styron

#Brain #World #Panic

The madness of depression is, generally speaking, the antithesis of violence. It is a storm indeed, but a storm of murk. Soon evident are the slowed-down responses, near paralysis, psychic energy throttled back close to zero. Ultimately, the body is affected and feels sapped, drained.
-- William Styron

#Depression #Zero #Psychics

What this country needs... what this great land of ours needs is something to happen to it. Something ferocious and tragic, like what happened to Jericho or the cities of the plain - something terrible I mean, son, so that when the people have been through hellfire and the crucible, and have suffered agony enough and grief, they’ll be people again, human beings, not a bunch of smug contented cows rooting at the trough.
-- William Styron

#Country #Grief #Mean

The good writing of any age has always been the product of someone's neurosis, and we'd have a mighty dull literature if all the writers that came along were a bunch of happy chuckleheads.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Age #Literature

I thought there's something to be said for honor in this world where there doesn't seem to be any honor left. I thought that maybe happiness wasn't really anything more than the knowledge of a life well spent, in spite of whatever immediate discomfort you had to undergo, and that if a life well spent meant compromises and conciliations and reconciliations, and suffering at the hands of the person you love, well then better that than live without honor.
-- William Styron

#Hands #Honor #Suffering

In Vineyard Haven, on Martha's Vineyard, mostly I love the soft collision here of harbor and shore, the subtly haunting briny quality that all small towns have when they are situated on the sea
-- William Styron

#Sea #Quality #Haunting

For a person whose sole burning ambition is to write - like myself - college is useless beyond the Sophomore year.
-- William Styron

#Ambition #Writing #College

Writing is a fine therapy for people who are perpetually scared of nameless threats... for jittery people.
-- William Styron

#Writing #People #Scared

The pain of severe depression is quite unimaginable to those who have not suffered it.
-- William Styron

#Pain

Depression...so mysteriously painful and elusive...
-- William Styron

#Painful #Elusive

Which is worse, past or future? Neither. I will fold up my mind like a leaf and drift on this stream over the brink.
-- William Styron

#Past #Mind #Suffering

The mornings themselves were becoming bad now as I wandered about lethargic, following my synthetic sleep, but afternoons were still the worst, beginning at about three o'clock, when I'd feel the horror, like some poisonous fog bank roll in upon my mind, forcing me into bed.
-- William Styron

#Morning #Sleep #Fog

I think it's unfortunate to have critics for friends.
-- William Styron

#Thinking #Critics #Unfortunate

The weather of Depression is unmodulated, its light a brownout.
-- William Styron

#Depression #Weather #Light

My life and work have been far from free of blemish, and so I think it would be unpardonable for a biographer not to dish up the dirt.
-- William Styron

#Thinking #Dirt #Would Be

I think that one of the compelling themes of fiction is this confrontation between good and evil.
-- William Styron

#Thinking #Evil #Fiction

In Paris on a chilling evening late in October of 1985 I first became fully aware that the struggle with the disorder in my mind - a struggle which had engaged me for several months - might have a fatal outcome.
-- William Styron

#Struggle #Paris #Mind

Wickedly funny to read and morally bracing as only good satire can be.
-- William Styron

#Satire

We would have to settle for the elegant goal of becoming ourselves.
-- William Styron

#Acceptance #Goal #Becoming

I felt myself no longer a husk but a body with some of the body's sweet juices stirring again. I had my first dream in many months, confused but to this day imperishable, with a flute in it somewhere, and a wild goose, and a dancing girl.
-- William Styron

#Girl #Dream #Sweet

The pain is unrelenting; one does not abandon, even briefly, one's bed of nails, but is attached to it wherever one goes.
-- William Styron

#Pain #Suffering #Doe

I have learned to cry again and I think perhaps that means I am a human being again. Perhaps that at least. A piece of human being but, yes, a human being.
-- William Styron

#Sadness #Mean #Thinking

When, in the autumn of 1947, I was fired from the first and only job I have ever held, I wanted one thing out of life: to become a writer.
-- William Styron

#Jobs #Autumn #Firsts

In the absence of hope we must still struggle to survive, and so we do-by the skin of our teeth.
-- William Styron

#Struggle #Skins #Teeth

I think that the best of my generation...have reversed the customary rules of the game and have grown more radical as they have gotten older - a disconcerting but healthy sign. To be sure, there are many youngish old fogies around and even the most illustrious of these, William Buckley, is blessed by a puzzling, recondite but undeniable charm, almost as if beneath that patrician exterior an egalitarian was signaling to get out.
-- William Styron

#Blessed #Thinking #Games

Let your love flow out on all living things.
-- William Styron

#Love #Flow

I try to get a feeling of what's going on in the story before I put it down on paper, but actually most of this breaking-in period is one long, fantastic daydream, in which I think about anything but the work at hand. I can't turn out slews of stuff each day. I wish I could. I seem to have some neurotic need to perfect each paragraph—each sentence, even—as I go along.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Thinking #Hands

I discovered that I had, in the past two decades, written a far greater amount in the essay form than I remembered. Certainly I have written enough of it to demonstrate that I harbor no disdain for literary journalism or just plain journalism, under whose sponsorship I have been able to express much that has fascinated me, or alarmed me, or amused me, or otherwise engaged my attention when I was not writing a book.
-- William Styron

#Book #Writing #Past

Writers ever since writing began have had problems, and the main problem narrows down to just one word - life.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Problem

I felt the exultancy of a man just released from slavery and ready to set the universe on fire.
-- William Styron

#Men #Fire #Slavery

Most books, like their authors, are born to die; of only a few books can it be said that death has no dominion over them; they live, and their influence lives forever.
-- William Styron

#Book #Reading #Forever

[However], the sufferer from depression has no option, and therefore finds himself, like a walking casualty of war, thrust into the most intolerable social and family situations. There he must ... present a face approximating the one associated with ordinary events and companionship. He must try to utter small talk and be responsive to questions, and knowingly nod, and frown and, God help him, even smile.
-- William Styron

#War #Trying #Events

This was not judgment day - only morning. Morning: excellent and fair.
-- William Styron

#Morning #Judgment #Excellent

we each devise our means of escape from the intolerable.
-- William Styron

#Mean

Further, Dr. Gold said with a straight face, the pill at optimum dosage could have the side effect of impotence. Until that moment, although I'd had some trouble with his personality, I had not thought him totally lacking in perspicacity; now I was not all sure. Putting myself in Dr. Gold's shoes, I wondered if he seriously thought that this juiceless and ravaged semi-invalid with the shuffle and the ancient wheeze woke up each morning from his Halcion sleep eager for carnal fun.
-- William Styron

#Morning #Fun #Sleep

Through the healing process of time-and through medical intervention or hospitalization in many cases-most people survive depression which may be its only blessing; but to the tragic legion who are compelled to destroy themselves there should be no more reproof attached than to the victims of terminal cancer.
-- William Styron

#Depression #Cancer #Healing

A disruption of the circadian cycle—the metabolic and glandular rhythms that are central to our workaday life—seems to be involved in many, if not most, cases of depression; this is why brutal insomnia so often occurs and is most likely why each day’s pattern of distress exhibits fairly predictable alternating periods of intensity and relief.
-- William Styron

#Insomnia #Each Day #Patterns

You live several lives while reading [a good book].
-- William Styron

#Reading #Book #Good Book

And when you get an eminent journal like Time magazine complaining, as it often has, that to the young writers of today life seems short on rewards and that what they write is a product of their own neuroses, in its silly way the magazine is merely stating the status quo and obvious truth. The good writing of any age has always been the product of someone's neurosis, and we'd have a mighty dull literature if all the writers that came along were a bunch of happy chuckleheads.
-- William Styron

#Silly #Writing #Age

The stigma of self-inflicted death is for some people a hateful blot that demands erasure at all costs.
-- William Styron

#Suicide #Self #People

Every writer since the beginning of time, just like other people, has been afflicted by what a friend of mine calls
-- William Styron

#People

I'm simply the happiest, the placidest, when I'm writing, and so I suppose that that, for me, is the final answer. ... It's fine therapy for people who are perpetually scared of nameless threats as I am most of the time.
-- William Styron

#Writing #People #Finals

Perhaps the critics are right: this generation may not produce literature equal to that of any past generation-who cares? The writer will be dead before anyone can judge him-but he must go on writing, reflecting disorder, defeat, despair, should that be all he sees at the moment, but ever searching for the elusive love, joy, and hope-qualities which, as in the act of life itself, are best when they have to be struggled for, and are not commonly come by with much ease, either by a critic's formula or by a critic's yearning.
-- William Styron

#Writing #Past #Judging

I felt a kind of numbness, an enervation, but more particularly an odd fragility - as if my body had actually become frail, hypersensitive and somehow disjointed and clumsy, lacking normal coordination. And soon I was in the throes of a pervasive hypochondria.
-- William Styron

#Numbness #Body #Normal

It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul.
-- William Styron

#Depression #Crush #Pain

Mysteriously and in ways that are totally remote from natural experience, the gray drizzle of horror induced by depression takes on the quality of physical pain.
-- William Styron

#Depression #Pain #Suffering