Perhaps we invented the gods so that we could put the blame on them. They gave us permission to eat flesh. They gave us permission to play with unclean things. It's not our fault, it's theirs. We're just their children. J. M. Coetzee More Quotes by J. M. Coetzee More Quotes From J. M. Coetzee (I)f we are going to be kind, let it be out of simple generosity, not because we fear guilt or retribution. J. M. Coetzee generosity guilt simple Nothing is worse than what we can imagine. J. M. Coetzee imagine imagination Let me say it openly: we are surrounded by an enterprise of degradation, cruelty, and killing which rivals anything the Third Reich was capable of, indeed dwarfs it, in that ours is an enterprise without end, self-regenerating, bringing rabbits, rats, poultry, livestock ceaselessly into the world for the purpose of killing them. J. M. Coetzee holocaust self rabbits When all else fails, philosophize. J. M. Coetzee when-all-else-fails failing Machiavelli says that if as a ruler you accept that your every action must pass moral scrutiny, you will without fail be defeated by an opponent who submits to no such moral test. To hold on to power, you have not only to master the crafts of deception and treachery but to be prepared to use them where necessary. J. M. Coetzee crafts deception use Children all over the world consort quite naturally with animals. They don't see any dividing line. That is something they have to be taught, just as they have to be taught it is all right to kill and eat them. J. M. Coetzee pet animal children The highest type of intelligence, says Aristotle, manifests itself in an ability to see connections where no one has seen them before, that is, to think analogically. J. M. Coetzee type connections thinking Truth is not spoken in anger. Truth is spoken, if it ever comes to be spoken, in love. The gaze of love is not deluded. It sees what is best in the beloved even when what is best in the beloved finds it hard to emerge into the light. J. M. Coetzee beloved light love-is Anyone who says that life matters less to an animal than it does to us has not held in his hands an animal fighting for its life. The whole of the being of the animal is thrown into that fight, without reserve. When you say that the fight lacks a dimension of intellectual or imaginative horror, I agree. It is not the mode of being animals to have an intellectual horror: their whole being is in the living flesh...I urge you to walk, flank to flank, beside the beast that is prodded down the chute to his executioner. J. M. Coetzee fighting animal hands Belief may be no more, in the end, than a source of energy, like a battery which one clips into an idea to make it run. J. M. Coetzee energy running ideas Long visits don't make for good friends. J. M. Coetzee good-friend long We must cultivate, all of us, a certain ignorance, a certain blindness, or society will not be tolerable. J. M. Coetzee blindness certain ignorance A book should be an axe to chop open the frozen sea inside us. J. M. Coetzee frozen sea book I am not the we of anyone J. M. Coetzee Perhaps; but I am a difficult person to live with. My difficulty consists in not wanting to live with other people. J. M. Coetzee difficulty difficult people All creatures come into the world bringing with them the memory of justice. J. M. Coetzee justice memories world Because a women's beauty does not belong to her alone. It is a part of the bounty she brings into the world. She has a duty to share it. J. M. Coetzee womens-beauty doe world But he cannot see a connection between the end of yearning and the end of poetry. Is that what growing up amounts to: growing out of yearning, of passion, of all intensities of the soul? J. M. Coetzee growing-up passion soul The masters of information have forgotten about poetry, where words may have a meaning quite different from what the lexicon says, where the metaphoric spark is always one jump ahead of the decoding function, where another, unforeseen reading is always possible. J. M. Coetzee lexicon different reading Unbelief is a belief. J. M. Coetzee unbelief belief
