Angela Carter (1940–92) was a British novelist, who also wrote poetry, short fiction, nonfiction, radio plays, and film adaptations. She drew from a diverse range of themes and influences and is one of the most widely studied writers of British fiction.
Born Angela Olive Stalker in Eastbourne, England, Stalker contributed articles to The Guardian, The Independent, and New Statesman. Her novels include The Magic Toyshop (1967,) The Passion of New Eve (1977,) and Nights at the Circus (1984.)
Angela Carter’s short-story collection The Bloody Chamber (1979,) her most significant work, was a beautiful feminist re-imagination of classic European fairy tales. It was eventually adapted for radio, and then film, as The Company of Wolves.
Interest in Carter’s literary work abruptly increased after her death, together with a rapid rise in book sales and numerous stage adaptations of her work.
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Just because we’re sisters under the skin doesn’t mean we’ve got much in common.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Women, Feminism
Women’s sexy underwear is a minor but significant growth industry of late-twentieth-century Britain in the twilight of capitalism.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Fashion, Dress
We do not go to bed in single pairs; even if we choose not to refer to them, we still drag there with us the cultural impedimenta of our social class, our parents lives, our bank balances, our sexual and emotional expectations, our whole biographies—all the bits and pieces of our unique existences.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Sex
Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself. You bring to a novel, anything you read, all your experience of the world. You bring your history and you read it in your own terms.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Reading, Books
It is far easier for a woman to lead a blameless life than it is for a man; all she has to do is to avoid sexual intercourse like the plague.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Morality, Morals
The bed is now as public as the dinner table and governed by the same rules of formal confrontation.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Sleep
Anxiety is the beginning of conscience, which is the parent of the soul but is not compatible with innocence.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Anxiety
If Miss means respectably unmarried, and Mrs. respectably married, then Ms. means nudge, nudge, wink, wink.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Women
Comedy is tragedy that happens to other people.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Comedy
Fine art, that exists for itself alone, is art in a final state of impotence. If nobody, including the artist, acknowledges art as a means of knowing the world, then art is relegated to a kind of rumpus room of the mind and the irresponsibility of the artist and the irrelevance of art to actual living becomes part and parcel of the practice of art.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Artists, Art, Arts
The whore is despised by the hypocritical world because she has made a realistic assessment of her assets and does not have to rely on fraud to make a living. In an area of human relations where fraud is regular practice between the sexes, her honesty is regarded with a mocking wonder.
—Angela Carter
There’s a theory, one I find persuasive, that the quest for knowledge is, at bottom, the search for the answer to the question: “Where was I before I was born.” In the beginning was what? Perhaps, in the beginning, there was a curious room, a room like this one, crammed with wonders; and now the room and all it contains are forbidden you, although it was made just for you, had been prepared for you since time began, and you will spend all your life trying to remember it.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Knowledge
The notion of a universality of human experience is a confidence trick and the notion of a universality of female experience is a clever confidence trick.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Experience
Iconic clothing has been secularized. A guardsman in a dress uniform is ostensibly an icon of aggression; his coat is red as the blood he hopes to shed. Seen on a coat-hanger, with no man inside it, the uniform loses all its blustering significance and, to the innocent eye seduced by decorative color and tactile braid, it is as abstract in symbolic information as a parasol to an Eskimo. It becomes simply magnificent.
—Angela Carter
Topics: The Military
I think it’s one of the scars in our culture that we have too high an opinion of ourselves. We align ourselves with the angels instead of the higher primates.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Identity
In the mythic schema of all relations between men and women, man proposes, and woman is disposed of.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Relationships
There are lots of things that you can brush under the carpet about yourself until you’re faced with somebody whose needs won’t be put off.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Mothers
I think the adjective “post-modernist” really means “mannerist.” Books about books is fun but frivolous.
—Angela Carter
Mother goddesses are just as silly a notion as father gods. If a revival of the myths of these cults gives woman emotional satisfaction, it does so at the price of obscuring the real conditions of life. This is why they were invented in the first place.
—Angela Carter
Topics: God
Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to let them all slink through.
—Angela Carter
Topics: Holidays, Christmas
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