574 Quotes by Saul Bellow

I seem to have the blind self-acceptance of the eccentric who can’t conceive that his eccentricities are not clearly understood.

Our society, like decadent Rome, has turned into an amusement society, with writers chief among the court jesters.

Humankind is still fooling around with hypocrisy, I thought. They don’t realize that it’s too late even for that.

And the process started over again. Once more it was, Who are you? And I had to confess that I didn’t know where to begin.

My God! Who is this creature? It considers itself human.

It was all there. Only he was not through with love and hate elsewhere.

With one long breath, caught and held in his chest, he fought his sadness over his solitary life. Don’t cry, you idiot! Live or die, but don’t poison everything...

A man may say, “From now on I’m going to speak the truth.” But the truth hears him and runs away and hides before he’s even done speaking.

I must play the instrument I’ve got.