You're a romantic, said Crabbe. You expect too much. Reality's always dull, you know, but when we see that it's all there is, well-it miraculously ceases to be dull.
Then I noticed, in all my pain and sickness,what music it was that like crackled and boomed on thesound-track, and it was Ludwig van, the last movement of theFifth Symphony, and I creeched like bezoom...
The modern State, whether in a totalitarian or a democratic country, has far too much power, and we are probably right to fear it.
It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil.
I see you have books under your arm, brother. It is indeed a rare pleasure these days to come across somebody that still reads, brother.
Goodness is something chosen. When a man cannot choose he ceases to be a man.
But this one was a writer, not a reader.
And what, brothers, I had to escape into sleep from then was the horrible and wrong feeling that it was better to get the hit than give it. If that veck had stayed I might even have like presented the...
Ser bueno puede llegar a ser algo horrible.
Put it off for a bit. All life is putting off. Well, not entirely.
Blessed tree and blessed birds, that were to be neither saved nor damned.
You are out of the field of the novel
What destroys the dream? What destroys it, eh?..........Disappointment. Disappointment. Disappointment.
The heresy of an age of reason. I see what is right and approve, but I do what is wrong.
Dreams go by opposites I was once told.
And I thought to myself, Hell and blast you all, if all you bastards are on the side of Good then I'm glad I belong to the other shop.
Literature is the aesthetic exploitation of language
It's funny how the colours of the like real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen.
When the State withers, humanity flowers.
Then we slooshied.