My face too blind, my mind too limited, my instincts too narrow. But this intensity, doesn't it mean anything? — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
One must bear in mind the odd angle or slant that the rays of love have to take in order to reach… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
One way or another the no doubt mad idea entered my mind that my own actions had historic importance and this fantasy… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
The flesh would shrink and go, the blood would dry, but no one believes in his mind of minds or heart of… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
... a fellow can't predict what he will pick up in the form of influence. — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
I have begun in old age to understand just how oddly we are all put together. We are so proud of our autonomy that… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
“On Broadway it was still bright afternoon and the gassy air was almost motionless under the leaden spokes of sunlight, and sawdust footprints lay… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
There are evils that have the ability to survive identification and go on for ever... money, for instance, or war. — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
Myself is thus and so, and will continue thus and so. And why fight it? My balance comes from instability. — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
The late philosopher Morris R. Cohen of CCNY was asked by a student in the metaphysics course, Professor Cohen, how do I know that… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
“But now the emphasis has shifted to making it. People have surrendered their personal moral objectives to government or schools or psychologists. It’s a… — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
There's a kind of emptiness at the center of life ... nothing to form your life on, or by. — Saul Bellow Copy Share Image
