“Why,' I said, quite surprised by my own eloquence in inventing all this stuff, 'it happens every day. The old old story. Boys and girls fall in love, that is, they are driven mad and go blind and deaf and… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
A perpetually new and lively world, but a dangerous one, full of tragedy and injustice. — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
I look upon life as a gift from God. I did nothing to earn it. Now that the time is coming to give it… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
It is a tragedy of the world that no one knows what he doesn't know - the less a man knows, the more sure… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“Girl going past clinging to a young man's arm. Putting up her face like a duck to the moon. Drinking joy. Green in her… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
It is the tragedy of the world that no one knows what he doesn't know - and the less a man knows, the more… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“Nothing is a masterpiece - a real masterpiece - till it's about two hundred years old. A picture is like a tree or a… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
Politics is like navigation in a sea without charts, and wise men live the lives of pilgrims. — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
It is sometimes said that toleration should be refused to the intolerant. In practice this would destroy it... The only remedy for dogmatism and… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
The concept, the label, is perpetually hiding from us all the nature of the real. — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
Old men when they begin to hear the last trumpet, on the morning breeze, often have a kind of absent-minded smile; like people listening.… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
A foul-mouthed oaf, a drunken laborer lying in a drain, a beaten wife with blackened eyes and torn clothes, cannot be made romantic to… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
