“We calculated the baseline requirement of diversity.”
— Andrew Miller
“Intimacy, finally, had got the better of us.”
— Andrew Miller
“Artists could never, would never, harm anybody. They’re too busy painting. Same with ad drunks. They might be a bit useless at functional tasks, they may break things (small objects, precious objects, door handles, car accessories, and such), but they’re too pissed to get seriously involved in anything.”
— Andrew Miller
“If the trees and the plants are brothers, if the birds are my sisters, then cats are truly my kin.”
— Andrew Miller
“Control is an advertising concept.”
— Andrew Miller
“The visit, like all visits home for a long time now, has been an obscure failure. When is it we cease to be able to go back, truly go back? What secret door is it that closes?”
— Andrew Miller
“We are, after all, human. There is something wild in those opposable thumbs.”
— Andrew Miller
“The writers themselves … they were pitifully out of context. So self-assured, so assuming, so completely wrong. Unable – any of them – to imagine what might be coming.”
— Andrew Miller
“The poverty of the villages is almost picturesque from the windows of a coach that is not stopping.”
— Andrew Miller
“I regret, most of all, my shrivelled heart. So focused on the numbers. On the maths of my personal equation. Can a man change his heart? Are there ways to improve the spirit of who you are? Of why you choose?”
— Andrew Miller
“Sometimes the heart demands.”
— Andrew Miller
“Art, I subsequently realised, is like that. It softens by association and implication. It renders the hard pliable. It creates gaps, gaping holes really, in possibility.”
— Andrew Miller
“And yet, in terms of its emotive potential, I still find art more attractive, currently, than books, which fail at a deeper level.”
— Andrew Miller