Would the world be in the mess it is if we were loyal to love and not to countries?
GRAHAM GREENEWould the world be in the mess it is if we were loyal to love and not to countries?
GRAHAM GREENEDestruction after all is a form of creation.
GRAHAM GREENEAll good novelists have bad memories.
GRAHAM GREENEReality in our century is not something to be faced.
GRAHAM GREENEEternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time, and sometimes it seemed to me that her abandonment touched that strange mathematical point of endlessness, a point with no width, occupying no space.
GRAHAM GREENEShe mixes religion with desertion to make it sound noble.
GRAHAM GREENEI say that home is where there is a chair and a glass.
GRAHAM GREENEGod save us always,’ I said ‘from the innocent and the good.
GRAHAM GREENEAn autobiography is only ‘a sort of life’ – it may contain less errors of fact than a biography, but it is of necessity even more selective: it begins later and it ends prematurely.
GRAHAM GREENEPolitics, war, marriage, crime, adultery. Everything that exists in the world has something to do with money.
GRAHAM GREENEI aim to be content with what I produce. It’s an aim I never achieve, but I go over my work word by word, time and again, so as to be as little dissatisfied as possible.
GRAHAM GREENEHer face looked ugly in the attempt to avoid tears; it was an ugliness which bound him to her more than any beauty could have done. It isn’t being happy together, he thought as though it were a fresh discovery, that makes one love–it’s being unhappy together.
GRAHAM GREENEOne has no talent. I have no talent. It’s just a question of working, of being willing to put in the time.
GRAHAM GREENEWriting is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.
GRAHAM GREENEDeath will come in any case, and there is a long afterwards if the priests are right and nothing to fear if they are wrong.
GRAHAM GREENEWe can love with our minds, but can we love only with our minds? Love extends itself all the time, so that we can love even with our senseless nails: we love even with our clothes, so that a sleeve can feel a sleeve.
GRAHAM GREENE