Graham Greene Quotes

That feeling of exhilaration which a measure of danger brings to the visitor with a return ticket.

Of those four winters which I passed in Indo-China opium has left the happiest memory.

They had been corrupted by money, and he had been corrupted by sentiment. Sentiment was the more dangerous, because you couldn’t name its price.

His hilarity was like a scream from a crevasse.

A virtuous man can almost cease to believe in Hell, but he carried Hell about with him. Sometimes at night he dreamed of it… Evil ran like malaria in his veins.

I couldn’t eat, just went on drinking coffee, and sweating it out again. Liquid had no time to be digested; it came through the pores long before it reached the stomach. I  lay wet through with sweat for four hours—it was very nearly like happiness.

He trailed the clouds of his own glory after him; hell lay about him in his infancy. He was ready for more deaths.

At one with the One, it didn’t mean a thing beside a glass of Guinness on a sunny day.