Graham Greene
Graham Greene
Henry Graham Greene OM CH, better known by his pen name Graham Greene, was an English novelist and author regarded by some as one of the great writers of the 20th century. Combining literary acclaim with widespread popularity, Greene acquired a reputation early in his lifetime as a major writer, both of serious Catholic novels, and of thrillers. He was shortlisted, in 1967, for the Nobel Prize for Literature. Through 67 years of writings, which included over 25 novels, he...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth2 October 1904
It seemed to Scobie that life was immeasurably long. Couldn’t the test of man have been carried out in fewer years? Couldn’t we have committed our first major sin at seven, have ruined ourselves for love or hate at ten, have clutched at redemption on a fifteen-year-old deathbed?
It was as though our love were a small creature caught in a trap and bleeding to death: I had to shut my eyes and wring its neck.
love had turned into "love affair" with a begining and an end.
She was not too young to be wise, but she was too young to know that wisdom shouldn't be spoken aloud when you are happy.
They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.
Oh,' the priest said, 'that's another thing altogether - God is love. I don't say the heart doesn't feel a taste of it, but what a taste. The smallest glass of love mixed with a pint pot of ditch-water. We wouldn't recognize that love. It might even look like hate. It would be enough to scare us - God's love. It set fire to a bush in the desert, didn't it, and smashed open graves and set the dead walking in the dark. Oh, a man like me would run a mile to get away if he felt that love around.
I had committed myself: without love I'd have to go through the gestures of love.
Indifference and pride look very much alike, and he probably thought I was proud.
She mixes religion with desertion to make it sound noble.
Lies had deserted me, and I felt as lonely as though they had been my only friends.
Eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time.
I refused to believe that love could take any other form than mine: I measured love by the extent of my jealousy, and by that standard of course she could not love me at all.
In human relationships, kindness and lies are worth a thousand truths.
God created a number of possibilities in case some of his prototypes failed - that is the meaning of evolution.