Lynne Shale

“(Tuesday, 22 January 1985)
Providing there is no pain I shall be happy to go when the time comes; nothing here has really delighted me except Art, the life-experience itself has no fascination for me and the very sight of active humanity invariably fills me with nausea.”
― Kenneth Williams, The Kenneth Williams Diaries

“(Tuesday, 21 April 1964)
They needn't talk to me about loneliness. I've walked too many miles of pavement. I've scanned so many faces - I've looked with so much furtive hope, but it's never right. Only in my imagination. There, I have marvellous conversations with someone attractive, slow, charmingly phlegmatic & naturally reticent, and with me, he becomes articulate. But in fact, I take a sleeping pill & tell myself to shut up.”
― Kenneth Williams, The Kenneth Williams Diaries

“The need to cry, like a child, for all the stupid wasting of the thousand chances life has offered me. O! for the real courage to speak out bravely, to do one decisive, unselfish, and creative deed. Instead of watching the sand run through the glass and let the time trickle through one's hands...”
― Kenneth Williams, The Kenneth Williams Diaries