A Quote by Rebecca West

It is sometimes very hard to tell the difference between history and the smell of skunk. — © Rebecca West
It is sometimes very hard to tell the difference between history and the smell of skunk.
Mothers know the difference between a broth and a consommé. And the difference between damask and chintz. And the difference between vinyl and Naugahyde. And the difference between a house and a home. And the difference between a romantic and a stalker. And the difference between a rock and a hard place.
I stopped smoking weed for my kids. One day, we were driving and you could smell it from somewhere. My daughter asked what the smell was so I told her it was a skunk. Then she said, 'Sometimes Daddy smells like that!' to me and my wife. So I knew I had to quit.
The only difference between a dead skunk lying in the road and a dead lawyer lying in the road is that there are skid marks around the skunk.
There's a difference between someone who's 'harsh' and someone who is 'hard.' Life was hard. You lived in the South, as my grandparents did, and you had to survive. That is hard. In order to respond to that, he had to become a hard man, with very hard rules, very hard discipline for himself, very hard days, hard work, et cetera.
I am not for any form of repression, but I sometimes think the desire for liberation masks the desire for oblivion. It's very hard to tell the difference sometimes.
Weeds grow sometimes very much like flowers, and you can't tell the difference between true and false merely by the shape.
The difference between ambition and discontent is quite a fine line and sometimes it is hard to tell which is which and which you are feeling!
Sometimes when you get in a fight with a skunk, you can't tell who started it.
I think you can tell the difference between "swagger" and real confidence immediately. You can smell it, like bad body spray versus nice cologne.
I think you can tell the difference between 'swagger' and real confidence immediately. You can smell it, like bad body spray versus nice cologne.
I love the smell of skunks. Driving down a back road and you smell a skunk that's sprayed or been hit. I love that. It reminds me of home.
It's not the skunk's fault that he's a skunk or that he gives off this really bad stink. If I am a skunk, I want to live as a skunk, I want to know what my truth is, to know the person I am without fear.
Sometimes it's hard for me to tell the difference between independent filmmaking and studio filmmaking because all the studios have these little independent satellites. It's interesting.
It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.
I'm interested in such things as the difference between how we perceive the world and what the world turns out to be. The difference is between the stories we tell others and the stories we tell ourselves. There is a wonderful Russian saying, which I use as the epigraph of one of my novels, which goes, He lies like an eyewitness. Which is very sly, clever and true.
To me, the difference between mythology and real history is that the real history has to tell a kind of believable story of how things happened. The physics has to work.
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