"Never believe anything a writer tells you..." - Quote by George Bernard Shaw
Never believe anything a writer tells you about himself. A man comes to believe in the end the lies he tells himself about himself.
More by George Bernard Shaw
“Laws, religions, creeds, and systems of ethics, instead of making society better than its best unit, make it worse than its average unit, because they are never up to date.”
“Those who talk most about the blessings of marriage and the constancy of its vows are the very people who declare that if the chain were broken and the prisoners left free to choose, the whole social fabric would fly asunder. You cannot have the argument both ways. If the prisoner is happy, why lock him in? If he is not, why pretend that he is?”
“Some people look at the world and say 'why?' Some people look at the world and say 'why not?'”
More on Writers
“Billy Collins writes lovely poems. Limpid, gently and consistently startling, more serious than they seem, they describe all the worlds that are and were and some others besides.”
“We all begin life as parasites within the mother, and writers begin their existence imitatively, within the body of letters.”
“Most writers, in my opinion, are dysfunctional derelicts.”
More on Self Deception
“Some people throw a bit of their personality after their bad arguments, as if that might straighten their paths and turn them into right and good arguments-just as a man in a bowling alley, after he has let go of the ball, still tries to direct it with gestures.”
“We have more ability than will power, and it is often an excuse to ourselves that we imagine that things are impossible.”
“The real trouble is that 'kindness' is a quality fatally easy to attribute to ourselves on quite inadequate grounds. Everyone feels benevolent if nothing happens to be annoying him at the moment. Thus a man easily comes to console himself for all his other vices by a conviction that 'his heart's in the right place' and 'he wouldn't hurt a fly,' though in fact he has never made the slightest sacrifice for a fellow creature. We think we are kind when we are only happy: it is not so easy, on the same grounds, to imagine oneself temperate, chaste, or humble.”