The search for happiness is more important than the need for pain.

We know only that in some strange and melancholy way we have become a waste land. All the same, we are not often sad.

In her smile, Idris sees how little of the world he has known, even at thirty-five years of age, its savageness, its cruelty, its boundless brutality.

The sentence is the great invention of civilization. To sit all day long assembling these extraordinary strings of words is a marvelous thing. I couldn’t ask for anything better. It’s as near to godliness as I can get.

Written By John Banville

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