En cualquier interrogatorio, la negación es el punto de inflexión.
Each of us has only a quantum of compassion. That if we lavish our concern on every stray cat, we never get to the centre of things. What do you think of i?
Demos are mock battles, never the real thing. Everybody knows where they're going to happen, and when and why. Nobody gets seriously hurt. Well, not unless they ask for it. (ch. 4)
Because he was good!’ Smiley snapped, and there was a startled silence everywhere, while he recovered himself. ‘Vladimir’s father was an Estonian and a passionate Bolshevik, Oliver,’ he resumed in a c...
As they crossed the fifty yards which separated the two checkpoints, Leamas was dimly aware of the new fortifications on the Eastern side of the wall—dragons’ teeth, observation towers, and double apr...
And what’s life if it isn’t invention? Starting with inventing yourself.
And in his customary corner, the awesome Rocker, Superintendent of Police, ex-Palestine, ex-Kenya, ex-Malaya, ex-Fiji, an implacable warhorse with a beer, one set of slightly reddened knuckles, and a...
And all right, it’s Merrie bloody England, it’s Laura bloody Ashley, it’s ale and pasties and yo-ho for Cornwall, and tomorrow morning all these nice, sweet people will be back at each other’s throats...
According to our anarchist writers, world conflict should lead to creative chaos. If such chaos is intelligently exploited, a free society will emerge. But when I looked about me, I was forced to acce...
A vida tem de ser paga. A vida é fazer-se o que tem de ser feito, mesmo que se morra por causa disso.
. . he wondered whether there was any love between human beings that did not rest upon some sort of self-delusion . . . .
«Siempre hay docenas de razones para no hacer nada —en realidad era una de las frases con que pretendía excusar muchos de sus actos censurables—, y solo hay una razón para hacer algo, y esta razón es...
Has delegated swathes of its own foreign policy to its spies, a thing the United States has done rather too frequently in recent years.
And the wood smoke will roll out of the fireplace on to the carpet we paid too much for on that rainy afternoon in Interlaken in the snowless winter of whenever it was,
[...] suppose you had done that, suppose it were true — [...] would you kill a man, an innocent man—’‘Mundt’s a killer himself.’‘Suppose he wasn’t. Suppose it were me they wanted to kill: would London...
You're history, Donohue. You think countries run the fucking world! Go back to fucking Sunday school. It's 'God save our multinational' they're singing these days.
You killed a sentry, you know that?I guessed I had...What do they expect if they mount such a damn stupid operation? Why didn't they pull us both in at once? Why put all the lights out? If anything wa...
What's it got to do with you and the CIA whether I came here with a woman or a Muscovy duck?
What do you think spies are: priests, saints, and martyrs? They’re a squalid procession of vain fools, traitors too, yes; pansies, sadists, and drunkards, people who play cowboys and Indians to bright...
Western teaching institutions that refuse to acknowledge today's taboos are by definition subversive. Tell the new zealots of Washington that in the making of Israel a monstrous human crime was commit...