English author (1935-2015)
The idea of paying Value Added Tax on a bride seemed to take the ring-a-ding out of it somehow.
GUY BELLAMY
The Secret Lemonade Drinker
Life is there to be fought, old fruit. Don't give me any of that doomy, neurotic hogswash.
GUY BELLAMY
The Secret Lemonade Drinker
The pressures on children today were not good, it seemed to him. A frankness about sex and drugs, explicit newspapers, four-letter words tossed from the television. A different type of child, more knowing but less loveable, was being created.
GUY BELLAMY
The Man Who Won
Life is bloody short, and you might as well concentrate on enjoying yourself because nobody is going to admire you for your sacrifices and self-restraint.
GUY BELLAMY
The Man Who Won
Music was what filled the Range Rover as we drove off, although it was hardly what I recognize as music. Somebody who couldn't sing was shouting words I couldn't hear against a noise I didn't like.
GUY BELLAMY
The Comedy Hotel
If every married woman was given a million pounds today, how many marriages would still be intact by tomorrow?
GUY BELLAMY
The Holiday
Like most art students, I expect I'll find that there is no demand for what I've learned so I'll teach other students so that one day they can teach as well.
GUY BELLAMY
The Secret Lemonade Drinker
Lust on this scale was rare: it seemed a crime to waste it.
GUY BELLAMY
The Nudists
Hindsight is an exact science.
GUY BELLAMY
The Sinner's Congregation
I've decided that all women are basically miserable. The single ones are miserable because they haven't found a husband, and the married ones are miserable because they have found a husband.
GUY BELLAMY
A Village Called Sin
I've taken the liberty of sending your work to America. One of our former colonies across the water. They've handled their independence rather well, I always think.
GUY BELLAMY
The Man Who Won
Everybody he knew these days seemed to be making much more money with far less work than he had to get through before he saw a cheque. His inability to earn at an adequate rate had now been compounded by his loss of much of the family's capital in a card game. He wanted to work--highly paid, richly rewarded work. But most of all he wanted his £7,000 back.
GUY BELLAMY
A Village Called Sin
Youth is a struggle, manhood a disappointment, old age a disaster.
GUY BELLAMY
The Secret Lemonade Drinker
He had finally got money, he had taken off his moustache, he was driving a car that few could afford, he was a new man. But the world failed to recognise him as such.
GUY BELLAMY
The Nudists
I always tell the truth when I'm drunk. In vino vomitas.
GUY BELLAMY
The Man Who Won
Only four years ago they had presumably been carefree, single girls laughing in a disco and now, as if hardened by some battle, they were assertive, humourless creatures he would not care to live with.
GUY BELLAMY
A Village Called Sin
My impression is that the products of our art colleges are not over-endowed with coin of the realm.
GUY BELLAMY
The Holiday
She has opinions on everything--Princess Di, children's television, Salman Rushdie, the modern man, designer clothes, the morals of politicians and the politics of morality. No subject has drifted into her sights that she couldn't pass a 200-word judgement on within half an hour.
GUY BELLAMY
The Holiday
That's real money you're risking now. It's called gambling.
GUY BELLAMY
The Holiday
Man is the only animal who knows that he is going to die. And so some people sustain themselves with the notion that this short life is only a beginning, that there is an endless party afterwards with music and angels somewhere up there in the exosphere.
GUY BELLAMY
A Village Called Sin