When you visualized a man or woman carefully, you could always begin to feel pity— that was a quality God's image carried with it. - Graham Greene

Have you seen a room from which faith has gone?...Like a marriage from which love has gone...And patience, patience everywhere like a fog.

Perhaps his laughter saved them — it must be difficult to shoot a laughing man: you have to feel important to kill.

It was an evening which, by some mysterious combination of failing light and the smell of an unrecognised plant, brings back to some men the sense of childhood and of future hope and to others the sense of something which has been lost and almost forgotten.