Alan Sillitoe (March 4, 1928 – April 25, 2010) was an English novelist, short-story writer, screenwriter, essayist and poet, who first came to prominence as one of the Angry Young Men of the 1950s.
You can always rely on a society of equals taking it out on the women.
Whatever people say I am, that's what I'm not.
Everybody thinks they'll never get married at your age. So did Jack, he told me. You think you can go on all your life being single, I remember he said, but you suddenly find out that you can't.
I realized it might be possible to do such a thing, run for money, trot for wages on piece work at a bob a puff rising bit by bit to a guinea a gasp and retiring through old age at thirty-two because of lace-curtain lungs, a football heart, and legs like varicose beanstalks.
Government wars aren't my wars; they've got nowt to do with me, because my own war's all that I'll ever be bothered about.