Author: John Berger

Cites

• William Shakespeare (1)
  • IN: From A to X: A story in Letters (2008) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Love is not time's fool... / Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks / But bears it out even to the edge of doom. // If this be error, and upon me prov'd / I never wit, nor no man ever lov'd.
    FROM: Sonnet 116, (1609), Poem, UK
• Bible (2)
  • IN: Once in Europa (1983) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Others have laboured and ye are entered into their labours.
    FROM: St John 4-38, (100), Bible, NULL
  • IN: Lilac and Flag (1990) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Others have laboured and ye are entered into their labours.
    FROM: St John 4-38, (100), Bible, NULL

Cited by

• Ali Smith (1)
  • IN: the accidental (2005) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Between the experience of living a normal life at this moment on the planet and the public narratives being offered to give a sense to that life, the empty space, the gap, is enormous.
    FROM: A Man With Tousled Hair, (2001), Essay, UK
• Various (edited by Chandan, Amarjit / Gunaratman, Yamit / Evans, Gareth) (1)
  • IN: The Long White Thread of Words (2016) Poetry, Anthology, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: ...Poems, even when narrative, do not resemble stories. All stories are about battles, of one kind or another, which end in victory or defeat. Everything moves towards the end, when the outcome will be known. Poems, regardless of any outcome, cross the battlefields, tending the wounded, listening to the wild monologues of the triumphant or the fearful. They bring a kind of peace. Not by anaesthesia or easy reassurance, but by recognition and the promise that what has been experienced cannot disappear as if it had never been. Yet the promise is not of a monument. (Who, still on a battlefield, wants monuments?) The promise is that language has acknowledged, has given shelter, to the experience which demanded, which cried out.
    FROM: And our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos, (1984), Book, UK
• Margaret Atwood (2)
  • IN: Bodily Harm (1981) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: A man's presence suggests what he is capable of doing to you or for you. By contrast, a woman's presence... defines what can and cannot be done to her.
    FROM: Ways of Seeing, (1972), Book, UK
• Arundhati Roy (1)
  • IN: The God of Small Things (1997) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Never again will a single story be told as though it’s the only one.
    FROM: G., (1972), Novel, UK
• Nadeem Aslam (1)
  • IN: Season of the Rainbirds (1993) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: If I'd been told as a child what the life of an adult is like, I wouldn't have belived it. I'd never have believed it could be so unfinished.
    FROM: Once in Europa, (1987), Book, UK
• Jessie Burton (1)
  • IN: The Muse (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Never again will a single story be told as though it were the only one.
    FROM: G., (1972), Novel, UK
• Geoff Dyer (1)
  • IN: The Colour of Memory (1989) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: What remains of our hopes is a long despair which will engender them again.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Thomas O' Malley (1)
  • IN: This Magnificient Desolation (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to suffer the experience of total loss. It was more than that. It was the period in which we suffered more total loss than in all the rest of our life put together.
    FROM: A Fortunate Man: The Story of a Country Doctor, (1967), Book, UK
• Susan Vreeland (1)
  • IN: Life Studies (2005) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The real question is: To whom does the meaning of art of the past properly belong? To those who can apply it to their own lives, or to a cultural hierarchy of relic specialists?
    FROM: Ways of Seeing, (1977), Book, UK
• Mona Simpson (1)
  • IN: Casebook (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Do we not dream of being known, known by our backs, legs, buttocks, shoulders, elbows, hair? Not psychologically recognized, not socially acclaimed, not praised, just nakedly known. Known as a child is by its mother.
    FROM: The Shape of a Pocket, (2001), Book, UK
• Thomas O' Malley & Douglas Graham Purdy (1)
  • IN: This Magnificent Desolation (2013) Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to suffer the experience of total loss. It was more than that. It was the period in which we suffered more total losses than in all the rest of our life put together.
    FROM: A Fortunate Man: The Story of a Country Doctor, (1967), Book, UK
• Aislinn Hunter (1)
  • IN: The World Before Us (2014) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: The number of lives that enter our own is incalculable.
    FROM: Here is Where we Meet, (2005), Book, UK
• Michael Ondaatje (1)
  • IN: In the Skin of a Lion (1987) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Never again will a single story be told as though it were the only one.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, NULL