Novelists do not write as birds sing, by the push of nature. It is part of the job that there should be much routine and some daily stuff on the level of carpentry.

Before the Second World War, I believed in the perfectability of social man; that a correct structure of society produced goodwill; and that, therefore, you could remove all social ills by a reorganisation of society. It is possible that I believe something of the same again; but after the war, I did not because I was unable to.

Man produces evil as a bee produces honey.

My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.

The greatest ideas are the simplest.

-Iti spun un lucru. Ce este mai apropiat decat fratele de frate, mama de copil?Ce este mai apropiat decat mana de gura, gandul de minte? E viziunea, Roger. Nu ma astept ca tu sa intelegi asta...
-Dar pricep,mai incape vorba!
Jocelin isi inalta chipul si deodata zambi:
-Chiar intelegi?
-Dar vine clipa in care viziunea nu mai e decat jocul copilului de-a-sa-zicem.
-Aha!
Clatina din cap, incet, atent; si luminile plutira.
-Atunci nu intelegi deloc. Deloc.