I am a very curious person; I’ll always ask: is this thing true, is it not true? And I use my own means to investigate and come to my conclusion.
WOLE SOYINKAI believe that each writer must decide in which language he or she is most comfortable.
More Wole Soyinka Quotes
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A human feast is an indifferent morsel to a god.
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We do not ask the mountain’s aid to crack a walnut.
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The media owes the responsibility to constantly tell the public the truth.
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Be yourself. Ultimately just be yourself.
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We live in a materialist world, and materialism appeals so strongly to humanity, no matter where.
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. . . as far as the regime is concerned, well, the play is sheer terror for them. Because they feel, How dare – how dare anybody lift his or her voice in criticism against us? We have the guns. Their level of paranoia and power-drunkenness is unbelievable.
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I never hesitated, as a student, in embracing the necessity of violence. In South Africa, I didn’t just accept it; I looked forward to it as a mission.
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If man cannot, what god dare claim perfection?
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I am convinced that Nigeria would have been a more highly developed country without the oil. I wished we’d never smelled the fumes of petroleum.
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Arts and the Sciences are a natural symbiosis. They stem from the same human existential impulse – exploration. Exploration of what lies beneath the surface, and re-confuguration of elements of what we call reality.
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Romance is the sweetening of the soul With fragrance offered by the stricken heart.
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And gradually they’re beginning to recognize the fact that there’s nothing more secure than a democratic, accountable, and participatory form of government. But it’s sunk in only theoretically, it has not yet sunk in completely in practical terms.
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Sadness is twilight’s kiss on earth.
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The hand that dips into the bottom of the pot will eat the biggest snail.
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There is only one home to the life of a river-mussel; there is only one home to the life of a tortoise; there is only one shell to the soul of man: there is only one world to the spirit of our race. If that world leaves its course and smashes on boulders of the great void, whose world will give us shelter?
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