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Interviewer: Do you feel terribly pleased when you’ve written [a poem]?
Larkin: Yes, as if I’ve laid an egg

Also a very petty uninteresting little man

“Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.”

Well, I didn’t much like other children. Until I grew up I thought I hated everybody, but when I grew up I realized it was just children I didn’t like. Once you started meeting grownups life was much pleasanter. Children are very horrible aren’t they? … I remember when I was quite young telling my father I was shy and he said very crushingly, “You don’t know what shyness is…” (p48)