He had in those days imagined himself capable of extraordinary heroisms and endurances which would make the girl he loved forget the awkward hands and the spotty chin of adolescence. Everything had se...
God save us always,' I said 'from the innocent and the good.
Cuando uno se escapa a un desierto el silencio te grita en los oídos.
But if I start believing that, then I have to believe in your God. I'd have to love your God. I'd rather love the men you slept with.
And there, in that phrase, the bitterness leaks again out of my pen. What a dull lifeless quality this bitterness is. If I could I would write with love, but if I could write with love I would be anot...
A romantic is usually afraid in case reality doesn't come up to expectations.
A police photograph is like a passport photograph: the intelligence which casts a veil over the crude common shape is never recorded by the cheap lens. No one can deny the contours of the flesh, the s...
The great advantage of being a writer is that you can spy on people. You're there, listening to every word, but part of you is observing. Everything is useful to a writer, you see - every scrap, even...
You have a sense of humour. I am in favor of jokes. They have political value. Jokes are a release for the cowardly and the impotent.
We never get accustomed to being less important to other people than they are to us.
There wasn't any point in being angry with anyone - the offender was too obviously myself...
Sometimes I get tired of trying to convince him that I love him and shall love him for ever. He pounces on my words like a barrister and twists them. I know he is afraid of that desert which would be...
So one always starts a journey in a strange land -- taking too many precautions, until one tires of the exertion and abandons care in the worst spot of all.
Quizás haya un profeta también junto al juez en esos tribunales donde se toman nuestras verdaderas decisiones.
Perhaps I should have seen that fanatic gleam, the quick response to a phrase, the magic sound of figures: Fifth Column, Third Force, Seventh Day. I might have saved us all a lot of trouble . . .
One forgets so quickly one’s own youth…
One can't love humanity. One can only love people.
One can go back to one's own home after a year's absence and immediately the door closes it is as if one had never been away. Or one can go back after a few hours and everything is so changed that one...
Nunca nos acostumbramos a ser menos importantes para los demás de lo que ellos lo son para nosotros.
Nothing in life now ever seems to end. Chemists tell you matter is never completely destroyed, and mathematicians tell you that if you halve each pace in crossing a room, you will never reach the oppo...