A petty reason perhaps why novelists more and more try to keep a distance from journalists is that novelists are trying to write the truth and journalists are trying to write fiction.
GRAHAM GREENEReality in our century is not something to be faced.
More Graham Greene Quotes
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Human nature is not black and white but black and grey.
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There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in…We should be thankful we cannot see the horrors and degradations lying around our childhood, in cupboards and bookshelves, everywhere.
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We forget very easily what gives us pain.
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My two fingers on a typewriter have never connected with my brain. My hand on a pen does. A fountain pen, of course. Ball-point pens are only good for filling out forms on a plane.
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Despair is the price one pays for setting himself an impossible aim.
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Beauty is like success: we can’t love it for long.
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We 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.
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Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content: the quiet mind is richer than a crown.
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A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead.
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They are always saying God loves us. If thats love I’d rather have a bit of kindness.
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She mixes religion with desertion to make it sound noble.
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Would the world be in the mess it is if we were loyal to love and not to countries?
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Champagne, if you are seeking the truth, is better than a lie detector.
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It is a great danger for everyone when what is shocking changes.
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Eternity 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.
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