In Switzerland they had brotherly love, five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock! — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
I’m not at peace anymore. I just want him like I used to in the old days. I want to be eating… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“It was as if she had spoken slightingly of a woman he loved. For he dreamed of peace by day and night.… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
You must promise me. You can't desire the end without desiring the means.' Ah, but one can, he thought, one can: one… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“Then he allowed himself to strike, like his childhood hero Allan Quatermain, off on that long slow underground stream which bore him… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“It didn't matter anyway...he wasn't made for peace, he couldn't believe in it. Heaven was a word: hell was something he could… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“You were there teaching me to squander, so that one day we might have nothing left except this love of You. But… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“What is cowardice in the young is wisdom in the old, but all the same one can be ashamed of wisdom.” — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, but it is a… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“Knowledge was the great thing--not abstract knowledge in which Dr. Forester had been so rich, the theories which lead one enticingly on with their… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
With Your great schemes, You ruin our happiness like a harvester ruins a mouse's nest: I hate You, God, I hate You as though… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“He had thought that home was something one possessed, but the things one had possessed were cursed with change; it was what one didn't… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
Perhaps the comparison is closer to the Chinese cook who leaves hardly any part of a duck unserved. — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“He said, ‘Oh god, help her. Damn me, I deserve it, but let her live forever.’ This was the love he should have felt… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
“A police photograph is like a passport photograph: the intelligence which casts a veil over the crude common shape is never recorded by the… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
