You don't care much for Avery do you...
The greatest crime is to do nothing because we can only do a little (...) I feel nothing, because feeling is subversive and contrary to military discipline. Therefore I do not feel, but I fight and th...
The café was the last in the street, if not in all Paris, to lack both a juke-box and neon lighting – and to remain open in August – though there were bagatelle tables that bumped and flashed from daw...
The big three hand you the chicken-feed, you hand it to Polyakov, Moscow Centre thinks Toby is all theirs, everyone's served, everyone's content. The only problem arises when it transpires that you've...
That one won’t crack, though, Mendel decided with approval; one of your flabby oak trees, Smiley was. Think you could blow him over with one puff, but when it comes to the storm he’s the only one left...
Smiley was the oddest. You thought, to look at him, that he couldn't cross the road alone, but you might as well have offered protection to a hedgehog.
Por fuerza tiene que haber argumentos en contra. Siempre los hay. No hay nada grabado en piedra. No en el mundo real.
Mendel hated motorists. Give a man a car of his own and he leaves humility and common sense behind him in the garage.
It was the skinny boy’s stillness, he decided later. Those lines of age in a face as young as mine. His look of winter on a lovely spring day.
I've studied the disease, I've lived in the swamp. It is my informed conclusion that we are suffering, as an ex-great nation, from top-down corporate rot. And that's not just the judgement of an ailin...
He was blown, his agents were hanged, and he entered the long middle age of the grounded pro. He did hackwork in London, sometimes for Smiley, ran a few home-based operations, including a network of g...