“He sat down again. He wanted her body, even though there were plenty of other bodies he could have. Which meant, I suppose, that he wanted her body to want his. It would have been beneath his intellectual dignity to… — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
But that night as I drove back to Montreal, I at least discovered this: that there is no simple explanation for anything important any… — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
The Socialists can scheme their schemes and the Liberals can dream their dreams, but we, at least, have work to do. — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
The farmer's way of saving money: to be owed by someone he trusted. — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
In comparison with a loving human being, everything else is worthless. — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
“Timothy's eyes followed the straight back, the high shoulders, and the crisp white hair out of the door and out of his life --… — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
“This campus was an island of quiet in the city's roar, and at night it was an island of dark in the city's blaze.” — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
“Marx is only half right when he calls religion the opium of the people. It may turn a lot of people into sheep, but… — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
Love, sought as an escape from the burden of the self, turns rapidly into a captivity. — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
Man is a thinking animal, a talking animal, a toolmaking animal, a building animal, a political animal, a fantasizing animal. But, in the twilight… — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
“There is no simple explanation for anything important any of us do, and the human tragedy, or the human irony, consists in the necessity… — Hugh MacLennan Copy Share Image
