Nadine Gordimer (November 20, 1923 – July 13, 2014) was a South African writer, political activist and recipient of the 1991 Nobel Prize in Literature. She was recognized as a woman "who through her magnificent epic writing has– in the words of Alfred Nobel– been of very great benefit to humanity." (Click here for full Wikipedia article)
Art defies defeat by its very existence, representing the celebration of life, in spite of all attempts to degrade and destroy it.
Censorship is never over for those who have experienced it. It is a brand on the imagination that affects the individual who has suffered it, forever.
Communists are the last optimists.
Humans, the only self-regarding animals, blessed or cursed with this torturing higher faculty, have always wanted to know why.
I cannot live with someone who can't live without me.
Nothing factual that I write or say will be as truthful as my fiction.
Perhaps it is the positive knowledge that humans now possess the means to destroy their whole planet, the fear that they have in this way themselves become the gods, dreadfully charged with their own continued existence, that has made comic-book and movie myth escapist.
Power is something of which I am convinced there is no innocence this side of the womb.
Recognize yourself in others.
Responsibility is what awaits outside the Eden of Creativity.
Sentiment is for those who don't know what to do next.
Success sometimes may be defined as a disaster put on hold.
The facts are always less than what really happened.
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.
The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.
There are many proven explanations for natural phenomena now; and there are new questions of being arising out of some of the answers. For this reason, the genre of myth has never been entirely abandoned, although we are inclined to think of it as archaic.
There is no moral authority like that of sacrifice.
Time is change; we measure its passage by how much things alter.
We must live fully in order to secrete the substance of our work, but we have to work alone.
You can't change a regime on the basis of compassion. There's got to be something harder.