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His lips felt dry with a literal thirst for righteousness, which was like a glass of ice-cold water on a table in another man's room.
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Graham Greene |
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The first dog I ever had was called Prince. I called him after the Black Prince. You know, the fellow who...' 'Massacred all the women and children in Limoges.' 'I don't remember that.' 'The history books gloss it over.
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Graham Greene |
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It was like hate on a deathbed.
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Graham Greene |
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I felt for the first time the premonitory of loneliness.It was all fantastic, and yet, and yet...He might be a poor lover, but I was a poor man. He had in his hand the infinite riches of respectability
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Graham Greene |
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I tossed up whether I'd see [the critic] or not: I knew too well the pompous phrases of his article, the buried significance he would discover of which I was unaware and the faults I was tired of facing.
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Can't one love or hate", I broke out at him, "as long as that? Don't make any mistake. I'm just another of your jealous clients, I don't claim to be any different fro m the rest,but there's been a time-lag in my case."
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Graham Greene |
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Nunca nos acostumbramos a ser menos importantes para los demas de lo que ellos lo son para nosotros.
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Graham Greene |
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0c8c014
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Cuando somos jovenes somos una jungla de complicaciones. Nos simplificamos a medida que envejecemos.
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simplicidad
juventud
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Graham Greene |
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a03a642
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El sufrimiento no aumenta por el numero: un cuerpo puede contener todo el sufrimiento que puede sentir el mundo.
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Graham Greene |
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When we get to the end of human beings we have to delude ourselves into a belief in God, like a gourmet who demands more complex sauces with his food.
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Graham Greene |
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Opium makes you quick-witted - perhaps only because it calms the nerves and stills the emotions. Nothing, not even death, seems so important.
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opium
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Graham Greene |
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In the act of creation there is always, it seems, an awful selfishness. So Dickens's wife and mistress had to suffer so that dickens could make his novels and his fortune. At least a bank manager's money is not so tainted by egotism. Mine was not a destructive profession. A bank manager doesn't leave a trail of the martyred behind him.
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Graham Greene |
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Everyday life seems so permanent and unshakable-but, as I was reminded by these writers, it can be destroyed by a single phone call.
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Graham Greene |
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He had opened the book at random several times, seeking a sortes Virgilianae, before he chose the sentences on which his code was to be based. 'You say: I am not free. But I have lifted my hand and let it fall.' It was as if in choosing that passage, he were transmitting a signal of defiance to both the services. The last word of the message, when it was decoded by Boris or another, would read 'goodbye.
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Graham Greene |
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It was the hour of prayer. Black-beetles exploded against the walls like crackers. More than a dozen crawled over the tiles with injured wings. It infuriated him to think that there were still people in the state who believed in a loving and merciful God. There are mystics who are said to have experienced God directly. He was a mystic, too, and what he had experienced was vacancy -- a complete certainty in the existence of a dying, cooling ..
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power-glory
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experience had taught him how far their minds reflected each other. But he was the elder, by a matter of minutes, and that brief extra interval of light, while his brother still struggled in pain and darkness, had given him self-reliance and an instinct of protection towards the other who was afraid of so many things.
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Graham Greene |
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How can I make a stranger see her as she stopped in the hall at the foot of the stairs and turned to us? I have never been able to describe even my fictitious characters except by their actions. It has always seemed to me that in a novel the reader should be allowed to imagine a character in any way he chooses: I do not want to supply him with ready-made illustrations. Now I am betrayed by my own technique, for I do not want any other woman..
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writing
love
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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 is a stranger.
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Graham Greene |
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I have to think of all the possibilities, doctor. Even a crime of passion is possible.' 'Passion?' the doctor smiled. 'I am an Englishman.
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Graham Greene |
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There are times, aren't there, when Shakespeare is a little dull.
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Graham Greene |
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The act of lust and the act of love are the same; it cannot be falsified like a sentiment.
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Graham Greene |
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He felt the sad relief of a man who realizes that there is one love at least that no longer hurts him.
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Graham Greene |
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Cuando uno se escapa a un desierto el silencio te grita en los oidos.
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Graham Greene |
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In the act of creation there is always, it seems, an awful selfishness.
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Graham Greene |
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I was baptized one foggy afternoon about four o'clock. I couldn't think of any names I particularly wanted, so I kept my old name. I was alone with the fat priest; it was all very quickly and formally done, while someone at a children's service muttered in another chapel. Then we shook hands and I went off to a salmon tea, and the dog which had been sick again on the mat. Before that I had made a general confession to another priest: it was..
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confession
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I'm not involved, not involved," I repeated. It has been an article of my creed. The human condition being what it was, let them fight, let them love, let them murder, I would not be involved. My fellow journalists called themselves correspondents; I preferred the title of reporter. I wrote what I saw. I took no action - even an opinion is a kind of action."
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I know myself, and I know the depth of my selfishness. I cannot be at ease (and to be at ease is my chief wish) if someone else is in pain, visibly or audibly or tactually. Sometimes this is mistaken by the innocent for unselfishness, when all I am doing is sacrificing a small good - in this case postponement in attending to my hurt - for the sake of a far greater good) a peace of mind when I need think only of myself.
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Graham Greene |
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In my school, he thought, they learn bitterness and frustration and how to grow old.
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learning
bitterness
frustration
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Graham Greene |
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Perhaps all life was like that--dull and then a heroic flurry at the end.
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Graham Greene |
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a book is like a sandy path which keeps the indent of footprints.
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Graham Greene |
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Hullo, commandant,' I said, 'how's the General?' 'Which general?' he asked with a shy grin. 'Surely in the Caodaist faith,' I said, 'all generals are reconciled.
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Graham Greene |
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What did the truth matter? All characters once dead, if they continue to exist in memory at all, tend to become fictions.
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Graham Greene |
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You can be certain of what you've done, you can judge death, but to save a man - that takes more than six years of training, and in the end you can never be quite sure that it was you who saved him.
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Graham Greene |
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If they think you admire them, they will admire you because of your good taste, and when they admire you, you have an illusion for a moment that there's something to admire. All my life I've tried to live that illusion.
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Graham Greene |
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The soap-box orators talked in the bitter cold at Marble Arch with their mackintoshes turned up around their Adam's apples, and all down the road the cad cars waited for the right easy girls, and the cheap prostitutes sat hopelessly in the shadows, and the blackmailers kept an eye open on the grass where the deeds of darkness were quietly and unsatisfactorily accomplished.
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Graham Greene |
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On pouvait etre a court de nourriture dans le pays, il y avait toujours de la couleur.
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Graham Greene |
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From eight-thirty in the morning until eleven he dealt with a case of petty larceny; there were six witnesses to examine, and he didn't believe a word that any of them said. In European cases there are words one believes and words one distrusts: it is possible to draw a speculative line between the truth and the lies; at least the cui bono principle to some extent operates, and it is usually safe to assume, if the accusation is theft and th..
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Graham Greene |
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I won't go to Mrs Henne-Falcon's party. I swear on the Bible I won't." Now surely all would be well, he thought. God would not allow him to break so solemn an oath. He would show him a way. There was all the morning before him and all the afternoon until four o'clock. No need to worry when the grass was still crisp with the early frost. Anything might happen. He might cut himself or break his leg or really catch a bad cold. God would manage..
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Graham Greene |
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Why do I love this place so much? Is it because here human nature hasn't time to disguise itself? Nobody here could talk about a heaven on earth. Heaven remained rigidly in its proper place on the other side of death, and on this side flourished the injustices, the cruelties, the meanness that elsewhere people so cleverly hushed up
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Graham Greene |
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But we do not love people for what they do for us. Love happens to us; it isn't created.
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Graham Greene |
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Navliazokha v noviia kvartal Vedado, zastroen s niski kremavobeli k'shchi -- sobstvenost na bogatashi. Na kolkoto po-malko etazhi beshe k'shchata, tolkova po-bogat be obitateliat i. Samo edin milioner mozheshe da si pozvoli da postroi bungalo v'rkhu ploshch na tsial nebost'rgach.
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rich-men
lifestyle
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Graham Greene |
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806ec0a
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She got up and he saw the skin of her thigh for a moment above the artificial silk, and a prick of sexual desire disturbed him like a sickness. That was what happened to a man in the end: the stuffy room, the wakeful children, the Saturday night movements from the other bed. Was there no escape--anywhere--for anyone? It was worth murdering a world.
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nihilism
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Graham Greene |
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A black boy brought Wilson's gin and he sipped it very slowly because he had nothing else to do except to return to his hot and squalid room and read a novel - or a poem. Wilson liked poetry, but he absorbed it secretly, like a drug. The Golden Treasury accompanied him wherever he went, but it was taken at night in small doses - a finger of Longfellow, Macaulay, Mangan: 'Go on to tell how, with genius wasted, Betrayed in friendship, befoole..
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reading
poetry
mustache
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Graham Greene |
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The thought of retirement set his nerves twitching and straining: he always prayed that death would come first.
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Graham Greene |