A collection of quotes and thoughts by Timothy Findley on writing, acting, action, inspiration, happiness, darkness, light, intolerance, war, art and evil.
Timothy Findley was a well-acclaimed Canadian novelist and playwright known for his proficient writing in various genres. He started learning dancing and acting at an early age but his success as an actor was short lived. He joined the Stratford Festival Company and did prominent roles in some popular plays. He further went on to publish his first short story titled ‘Tamarack Review’. This was appreciated by the masses which motivated him to further write novels. His first two novels titled ‘The Last Of The Crazy People’ and ‘The Butterfly Plague’ fascinated the masses with its expressive style of writing and for using an extensive vocabulary. This was followed by the two most notable novels of his life titled ‘The Wars’ and ‘Famous Last Words’ (1981). These novels turned out to be a great success and ‘The Wars’ brought him the ‘Governor General’s Award For Fiction’. He even managed to be a successful scriptwriter and was honored with the ‘ACTRA Award for writing the script of the series ‘The National Dream’. Go through the famous quotes and sayings by the renowned writer which have been compiled from his writings. Read on the compilation of quotations and thoughts by Timothy Findley.
They waited.
The door did not open.
The rain did not stop.
The darkness made a tent and covered them completely.
Timothy Findley
Complaints about reality are immature.
Timothy Findley
Think of any great man or woman. How can you separate them from the years in which they lived? You can't. Their greatness lies in their response to that moment.
1915. The year itself looks sepia and soiled-muddied like its pictures. In the snapshots everyone at first seems timid-lost-irresolute. Boys and men squinting at the camera.
All of this happened a long time ago. But not so long ago that everyone who played a part in it is dead. Some can still be met in dark old rooms with nurses in attendance.
Your blood is the sea continued in your veins. We are the ocean - walking on the land
Timothy Findley
Houses, trees and fields of flax once flourished here. Summers had been blue with flowers. Now it was a shallow sea of stinking grey from end to end. And this is where you fought the war.
