There was a house we all had in common and it was called the past, even though we'd lived in different rooms.
Angela CarterNostalgia, the vice of the aged. We watch so many old movies our memories come in monochrome.
Angela Carter[T]ea, that uniquely English meal, that unnecessary collation at which no stimulants--neither alcohol nor meat--are served, that comforting repast of which to partake is as good as second childhood.
Angela CarterHe is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colonialised.
Angela Carter