If I dreamt this, while walking, walking in the London streets, the subconscious of each and every other life, past and present, brushing me in passing, what makes it real? Writing it down. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
The gap between the committed and the indifferent is a Sahara whose faint trails, followed by the mind's eye only, fade out in sand. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Fiction is a way of exploring possibilities present but undreamt of in the living of a single life. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
I'm a candle flame that sways in currents of air you can't see. You need to be the one who steadies me to burn. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
It was a miracle; it was all a miracle: and one ought to have known, from the sufferings of saints, that miracles are horror. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Mostly I'm interviewed by white people, and identified with white society. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
“I would be guilty only if I were innocent of working to destroy racism in my country.” — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
“you like to have some cup of tea?-July bent at the doorway and began that day for them as his kind has always done… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
Afrikaner women are lower than rats, closer related to plants, just fit enough to be raped in an act of genus preservation. — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
The country of the tourist pamphlet always is another country, an embarrassing abstraction of the desirable that, thank God, does not exist on this… — Nadine Gordimer Copy Share Image
