Humans, the only self-regarding animals, blessed or cursed with this torturing higher faculty, have always wanted to know why. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
The primacy of the word, basis of the human psyche, that has in our age been used for mind-bending persuasion and brain-washing… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
I couldn't be sufficiently interested in human beings to be a writer if I had contempt for human beings. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Any writer of any worth at all hopes to play only a pocket-torch of light - and rarely, through genius, a sudden… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Written words still have the amazing power to bring out the best and worst of human nature — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
The process of writing fiction is totally unconscious. It comes from what you are learning, as you live, from within. For me,… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
If people would forget about utopia! When rationalism destroyed heaven and decided to set it up here on earth, that most terrible… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Fiction is a way of exploring possibilities present but undreamt of in the living of a single life. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
I'm a candle flame that sways in currents of air you can't see. You need to be the one who steadies me to burn. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
It was a miracle; it was all a miracle: and one ought to have known, from the sufferings of saints, that miracles are horror. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Mostly I'm interviewed by white people, and identified with white society. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
“I would be guilty only if I were innocent of working to destroy racism in my country.” — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
“you like to have some cup of tea?-July bent at the doorway and began that day for them as his kind has always done… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Afrikaner women are lower than rats, closer related to plants, just fit enough to be raped in an act of genus preservation. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
The country of the tourist pamphlet always is another country, an embarrassing abstraction of the desirable that, thank God, does not exist on this… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
