Occupation: Novelist Birth: September 19, 1911 Death: June 19, 1993
We're all mad, the whole damned race. We're wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we're all mad and in s….
How can you expect to be rescued if you don’t put first things first and act proper?.
I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth..
Before the Second World War I believed in the perfectibility of social man; that a correct structure of society would produce goodwill; and that ther….
Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery..
Consider a man riding a bicycle. Whoever he is, we can say three things about him. We know he got on the bicycle and started to move. We know that at….
What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others..
We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other..
I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment..
The greatest ideas are the simplest..
The greatest pleasure is not - say - sex or geometry. It is just understanding. And if you can get people to understand their own humanity - well, th….
At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing..
I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into the world with a naked covering of p….
Utopias are presented for our inspection as a critique of the human state. If they are to be treated as anything but trivial exercises of the imagina….
I began to see what people were capable of doing. Anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces….
No human endeavour can ever be wholly good... it must always have a cost..
However you disguise novels, they are always biographies..
The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream..
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder..
I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been..
What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?.