Brian Moore

Award won Role or nomination

1. 1921 age 0

   Born

2. 1966 age 45

   CreditTorn Curtainscreenwriter

3. 1984 age 63

   CreditThe Blood of Othersscreenwriter

4. 1991 age 70

   CreditBlack Robescreenwriter

5. 1999 age 77

   Died

• JFJodie Foster1 title
• SNSam Neill1 title
• NGNorbert Grupe1 title
• AHAlfred Hitchcock1 title
• MRMichel Robin1 title
• JAJulie Andrews1 title
• JBJean-Yves Berteloot1 title
• EHEdith Head1 title
• TCTantoo Cardinal1 title
• SHSandrine Holt1 title

• All my novels are about moral questions ... Most of us want to believe in something: politics, religion, saving the world, and there comes a point in people's lives, usually in their 30's, when their faith is shaken in that belief. A lot of my books have dealt with that moment of crisis. Because I've tried to be truthful, the s rarely solve their problems.

  Brian Moore (novelist), CC BY-SA 4.0

• The street outside was a university bywater, once a good residential area, which had lately been reduced to the level of taking in paying guests. Miss Hearne stared at the houses opposite and thought of her aunt's day when there were only private families in this street, at least one maid to every house, and dinner was at night, not at noon. All gone now, all those people dead and all the houses partitioned off into flats, the bedrooms cut in two, kitchenettes jammed into linen closets, linoleum on the floors and 'To Let' cards in the the s.

  Brian Moore (novelist), CC BY-SA 4.0

• She came out near the and turned hastily back towards the . The docks were no place for a woman to be wandering about, in among all those rough pubs and the Salvation Army. At , the clock said half-past four. Go home. She walked back toward Camden Street. It began to drizzle but she was thinking about money, so she paid it no heed.

  Brian Moore (novelist), CC BY-SA 4.0

• was the great day of the week. To begin with, there was , early Mass with Holy Communion, or a late Mass where you were likely to see a lot of people. The special thing about Sunday Mass was that for once everyone was doing the same thing. Age, income, station in life, it made no difference: you all went to Mass, said the same prayers and listened to the same sermons. Miss Hearne put loneliness aside on a Sunday morning.

  Brian Moore (novelist), CC BY-SA 4.0