Phyllis Brett Young

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Phyllis Brett Young


Born
May 23, 1914

Died
November 27, 1996


Also published under pseudonym Kendal Young

Phyllis Brett Young was an internationally bestselling Canadian novelist.

Born in Toronto, Young was the daughter of Marion and George Sidney Brett, the latter a noted philosopher who wrote the first English-language history of psychology. After some time studying interior decorating at the Ontario College of Art, she married her longtime sweetheart, Douglas Young, and became a wife and mother.

As her daughter Valerie would later explain, her mother was a “product of a culture in which married women only went to work under extreme circumstances.” It was not until Valerie was a teen, and her husband secured work for a branch of the UN in Geneva, that Young found the time to evolve beyond short stories
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A question of judgment

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“...the fact remains that, from the time when I could first walk until I adopted high heels, lipstick, and a pretence of helplessness, a muscle in the forearm was worth far more to me than any amount of brains in the head.”
Phyllis Brett Young, Anything Could Happen!

“Civilization, when it took you beyond the necessity to know how to snare a rabbit, moved you into an area where you fought for mental and moral survival. And whether or not you won this particular kind of battle depended to a great extent on where you fought it, and with what weapons. That is, if you fought at all. If you did anything beyond labelling yourself 'I, the victor'—while stripping cellophane from fresh-frozen rabbit beside a suburban barbecue.”
Phyllis Brett Young, The Torontonians

“Of course, you could not say that a community with a Loblaw's that supplied Shakespeare was entirely devoid of culture. But damn near. Damn near.”
Phyllis Brett Young, The Torontonians