When we are not sure, we are alive.
GRAHAM GREENEHate is a lack of imagination.
More Graham Greene Quotes
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Sometimes I see myself reflected too closely in other men for comfort, and then I have an enormous wish to believe in the saints, in heroic virtue.
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Innocence always calls mutely for protection when we would be so much wiser to guard ourselves against it: innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.
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Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content: the quiet mind is richer than a crown.
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Hate is an automatic response to fear, for fear humiliates.
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In Switzerland they had brotherly love, five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock!
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She mixes religion with desertion to make it sound noble.
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The hands of the guilty don’t necessarily tremble; only in stories does a dropped glass betray agitation. Tension is more often shown in the studied action.
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Innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.
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Destruction after all is a form of creation.
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We are all of us resigned to death: it’s life we aren’t resigned to.
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I 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.
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There is a point of no return, unremarked at the time, in most lives.
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One can’t love humanity. One can only love people.
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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.
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Her 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.
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