“My soul is like a pawn shop. I mean it's filled with unredeemed pleasures, old clarinets, and cameras, and motheaten fur.” — 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
“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
There are evils that have the ability to survive identification and go on for ever... money, for instance, or war. — Saul Bellow Copy Share
Myself is thus and so, and will continue thus and so. And why fight it? My balance comes from instability. — Saul Bellow Copy Share
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
“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
There's a kind of emptiness at the center of life ... nothing to form your life on, or by. — Saul Bellow Copy Share
“I don't know how it all at once came to me to talk a lot, tell jokes, kick up, and suddenly have views. When… — Saul Bellow Copy Share
“For knowledge of death makes us wish to extend our lives at the expense of others. And this is the root of the struggle… — Saul Bellow Copy Share
