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The gap between the committed and the indifferent is a Sahara whose faint trails, followed by the mind’s eye only, fade out in sand.

Nadine Gordimer

Can you imagine writers influencing things in America? Can you imagine a writer in England influencing? Absolutely not. And in France? It used to be, but no more – absolutely not. France used to, at least, have writers as diplomats, but not any more.
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Absolutely Country Imagine Influence Thing Writer
If I dreamt this, while walking, walking in the London streets, the subconscious of each and every other life, past and present, brushing me in passing, what makes it real? Writing it down.
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Brush Country Dreamt Each Other Life Past Present Street Sunbconcious Walk While
My answer is: Recognize yourself in others
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Answer Other Recognize Yourself
Success sometimes may be defined as a disaster put on hold. Qualified. Has to be.
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Define Disaster Hold Qualified Sometimes Success
The primacy of the word, basis of the human psyche, that has in our age been used for mind-bending persuasion and brain-washing pulp, disgraced by Gobbles and debased by advertising copy, remains a force for freedom that flies out between all bars.
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Basis Bend Brain Human Mind Percussion Primarily Psyche Pulp Use Wash Word
Censorship may have to do with literature; but literature has nothing whatever to do with censorship.
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Censorship Do Literature May Nothing Whatever
The truth isn’t always beauty, but the hunger for it is.
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Always Beauty Hunger Truth
The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Ideology demands it. Society exacts it.
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Act Creative Demand Evidence Exact Ideology Pure Society
About the joys and the courage, I really don’t know what other people think. I just know that I’ve never left Africa. I’ve lived there all my life. And one of the wonderful things, in spite of all the terrible things that happen in South Africa, is the way people continue to keep their dignity.
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Country Courage Joy Know Left never Now Other People Really Think
Your whole life you are really writing one book, which is an attempt to grasp the consciousness of your time and place– a single book written from different stages of your ability.
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Attempt Book Consciousness Life One Place Really Time Whole
The solitude of writing is also quite frightening. It’s quite close to madness, one just disappears for a day and loses touch.
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Close Day Disappear Frightening Happiness Madness One Quite Solitude Touch Writing
The country of the tourist pamphlet always is another country, an embarrassing abstraction of the desirable that, thank God, does not exist on this planet, where there are always ants and bad smells and empty Coca-Cola bottles to keep the grubby finger-print of reality upon the beautiful.
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Abstraction Always Another Country Desirable Embarrassing Exist God Pamphlet Thank Tourist
I’m forty-nine but I could be twenty-five except for my face and my legs.
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Expect Face Five Forty Leg Nine Twenty
Rebirth. I mean by this simply what happens when the child begins to realise the fact that the black does not enter through the white’s front door is not in the same category as the fact that the dead will never come back.
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Back Begin Child Enter Fact Front Happen Realise Rebirth Simply Thought White
Can you imagine a writer in England influencing? Absolutely not. And in France? It used to be, but no more-absolutely not. France used to, at least, have writers as diplomats, but not any more.
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Absolutely Country Imagine Influence More Writer
Disaster is private, in its way, as love is.
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Disaster Private Way Love

The gap between the committed and the indifferent is a Sahara whose faint trails, followed by the mind’s eye only, fade out in sand.

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