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Last updated on December 21, 2024.
Philip Larkin

Philip Arthur Larkin was an English poet, novelist, and librarian. His first book of poetry, The North Ship, was published in 1945, followed by two novels, Jill (1946) and A Girl in Winter (1947), and he came to prominence in 1955 with the publication of his second collection of poems, The Less Deceived, followed by The Whitsun Weddings (1964) and High Windows (1974). He contributed to The Daily Telegraph as its jazz critic from 1961 to 1971, with his articles gathered in All What Jazz: A Record Diary 1961–71 (1985), and edited The Oxford Book of Twentieth Century English Verse (1973). His many honours include the Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry. He was offered, but declined, the position of Poet Laureate in 1984, following the death of Sir John Betjeman.

Nothing, like something, happens anywhere.
I wouldn't mind seeing China if I could come back the same day.
They say eyes clear with age. — © Philip Larkin
They say eyes clear with age.
Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, and don't have any kids yourself.
In everyone there sleeps. A sense of life lived according to love. To some it means the difference they could make. By loving others, but across most it sweeps. As all they might have done had they been loved. That nothing cures.
Death is no different whined at than withstood.
Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.
Life has a practice of living you, if you don't live it.
I think writing about unhappiness is probably the source of my popularity, if I have any-after all, most people are unhappy, don't you think?
I can't understand these chaps who go round American universities explaining how they write poems: It's like going round explaining how you sleep with your wife.
You can't put off being young until you retire.
Above all, though, children are linked to adults by the simple fact that they are in process of turning into them. For this they may be forgiven much. Children are bound to be inferior to adults, or there is no incentive to grow up.
Boys dream of native girls who bring breadfruit,
Whatever they are. — © Philip Larkin
Boys dream of native girls who bring breadfruit, Whatever they are.
He married a woman to stop her getting away Now she's there all day.
Sexual intercourse began in 1963 ... / Between the end of the Chatterley ban/ and the Beatles first LP
There is bad in all good authors: what a pity the converse isn't true!
Something, like nothing, happens anywhere.
Poetry should begin with emotion in the poet, and end with the same emotion in the reader. The poem is simply the instrument of transferance.
If we seriously contemplate life it appears an agony too great to be supported, but for the most part our minds gloss such things over & until the ice finally lets us through we skate about merrily enough. Most people, I'm convinced, don't think about life at all. They grab what they think they want and the subsequent consequences keep them busy in an endless chain till they're carried out feet first.
Depression is to me as daffodils were to Wordsworth.
I think that at the bottom of all art lies the impulse to preserve.
If you tell a novelist, 'Life's not like that', he has to do something about it. The poet simply replies, 'No, but I am.'
I think we got much better poetry when it was all regarded as sinful or subversive, and you had to hide it under the cushion when somebody came in.
We should be careful / Of each other, we should be kind / While there is still time.
When I get sent manuscripts from aspiring poets, I do one of two things: if there is no stamped self-addressed envelope, I throw it into the bin.-If there is, I write and tell them to f**k off.
I am always trying to 'preserve' things by getting other people to read what I have written, and feel what I felt.
No one can tear your thread out of himself. No one can tie you down or set you free.
It's easy to write when you've nothing to write about (That is, when you are young).
Everyone should be forcibly transplanted to another continent from their family at the age of three.
A good poem about failure is a success.
It is fatal to decide, intellectually, what good poetry is because you are then in honour bound to try to write it, instead of the poems that only you can write.
I'm terrified of the thought of time passing (or whatever is meant by that phrase) whether I 'do' anything or not. In a way I may believe, deep down, that doing nothing acts as a brake on 'time's - it doesn't of course. It merely adds the torment of having done nothing, when the time comes when it really doesn't matter if you've done anything or not.
Poetry is an affair of sanity, of seeing things as they are.
As a child, I thought I hated everybody, but when I grew up I realized it was just children I didn't like.
What will survive of us is love.
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.
Many modern novels have a beginning, a muddle and an end.
Poetry is an affair of sanity, of seeing things as they are, to recreate the familiar, eternalizing the poet's own perception in unique and original verbal form. — © Philip Larkin
Poetry is an affair of sanity, of seeing things as they are, to recreate the familiar, eternalizing the poet's own perception in unique and original verbal form.
Depression hangs over me as if I were Iceland.
As a guiding principle I believe that every poem must be its own sole freshly created universe, and therefore have no belief n 'tradition' or a common myth-kitty or casual allusions in poems to other poems or poets, which last I find unpleasantly like the talk of literary understrappers letting you see they know the right people.
A writer once said to me, If you ever go to America, go either to the East Coast or the West Coast: The rest is a desert full of bigots. That's what I think I'd like . . . a version of pastoral.
I don't think I write well - just better than anyone else.
I think writing about unhappiness is probably the source of my popularity, if I have any - after all, most people are unhappy, don't you think?
I didn't choose poetry: poetry chose me.
The only way to eliminate unemployment is to eliminate unemployment benefits.
Seriously, I think it is a grave fault in life that so much time is wasted in social matters, because it not only takes up time when you might be doing individual private things, but it prevents you storing up the psychic energy that can then be released to create art or whatever it is. It's terrible the way we scotch silence & solitude at every turn, quite suicidal. I can't see how to avoid it, without being very rich or very unpopular, & it does worry me, for time is slipping by , and nothing is done. It isn't as if anything was gained by this social frivolity, It isn't: it's just a waste.
Death: the anaesthetic from which none come round.
You can look out of your life like a train & see what you're heading for, but you can't stop the train. — © Philip Larkin
You can look out of your life like a train & see what you're heading for, but you can't stop the train.
How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.
Novels are about other people and poems are about yourself.
This is the first thing I have understood: Time is the echo of an axe within a wood.
So many things I had thought forgotten Return to my mind with stranger pain: Like letters that arrive addressed to someone Who left the house so many years ago.
I have a sense of melancholy isolation, life rapidly vanishing, all the usual things. It's very strange how often strong feelings don't seem to carry any message of action
Only in books the flat and final happens, Only in dreams we meet and interlock.
Originality is being different from oneself, not others.
What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. Theyare to be happy in: Where can we live but days?
I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.
I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not.
Selflessness is like waiting in a hospital In a badly-fitting suit on a cold wet morning. Selfishness is like listening to good jazz With drinks for further orders and a huge fire.
You have to distinguish between things that seemed odd when they were new but are now quite familiar, such as Ibsen and Wagner, and things that seemed crazy when they were new and seem crazy now, like 'Finnegans Wake' and Picasso.
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