“He sits with the pen in his hand, holding himself back from a descent into representations that have no place in the… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“If he has a last thought, if there is time for a last thought, it will simply be, So this is what… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“In a minute, in an hour, it will be too late; whatever is happening to her will be set in stone, will… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“Empire as located its existence not in the smooth recurrent spinning time of the cycle of the seasons but in the jagged… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“I stretched out my arms and laid my palms on the earth, and, yes, the rocking persisted, the rocking of the island… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“Looking at him I wonder how he felt the very first time: did he, invited as an apprentice to twist the pincers… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“This is what it leads to! This is what it leads to if you let your attention wander for a moment!” — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“But most of all, as summer slanted to an end, he was learning to love idleness, idleness no longer as stretches of… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“The reason is that as far as I am concerned, what happened to me is a purely private matter. In another time,… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“With the buck before me suspended in immobility, there seems to be time for all things, time even to turn my gaze… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“The path that leads through Latin and alebra is not the path to material success. But it may suggest much more: that… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“I urge you: don't cut short these thought-trains of yours. Follow them through to their end. Your thoughts and your feelings. Follow them through… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“I truly believe I am not afraid of death. What I shrink from, I believe, is the shame of dying as stupid and befuddled… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“Technically he is old enough to be her father; but then, technically one can be a father at twelve.” — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“I remember asking John, after Dusklands, what new project he had on the go. His answer was vague. 'There is always something or the… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“The truth is, he tired of criticism, tired of prose measured by the yard." --Disgrace” — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“Since I was in flight from religion, I assumed that my classmates had to be in flight from religion too, albeit in a quieter,… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“Lucy was frightened, frightened near to death. Her voice choked, she could not breath, her limbs went numb. "This is not happening", she said… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“It occurs to me that we crush insects beneath our feet, miracles of creation too, beetles, worms, cockroaches, ants, in their various ways.” — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“He sits with the pen in his hand, holding himself back from a descent into representations that have no place in the world, on… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“Do you remember Vlek, who was such a good sheepdog that she and Jakob alone could drive a whole flock past you at the… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“We are accustomed to believe that our world was created by God speaking the Word; but I ask, may it not rather be that… — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
“...from the oppression of such freedom who would not welcome the liberation of confinement?” — J.M. Coetzee Copy Share Image
