A Quote by John le Carre

The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous. — © John le Carre
The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous.
The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous. But neither, in my experience, do we ever reach a plane of detachment regarding our parents, however wise and old we may become. To pretend otherwise is to cheat.
Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set Spot in the middle Static fade, statistic bit And soon I fade away, fade away
Figure skaters are usually young and then just fade away. But I'm not a fade-away kind of person.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
Myself, I suffer from loneliness. And I think we all feel alone. I'm looking for stories that help people deal with loneliness and help them if they are monsters: they don't have to undertake monstrous actions. And maybe they're not monsters.
Monsters just outside our peripheral vision are scarier to contemplate than monsters miles away or in someplace only a fool would set foot in.
Hollywood is famous for breeding monsters, and having worked in the business, I've known a lot of them. But only intermittently have I ever found them monstrous. They have many other qualities.
The intimation never wholly deserts us that there is, in the unformed activities of childhood and youth, the possibilities of a better life for the community as well as for individuals here and there. This dim sense is the ground of our abiding idealization of childhood.
The logical outcome of evolution is that it makes monsters. We turn into monsters because evolution takes away everything that makes us human in the sense of our moral accountability, our moral absolutes, and our idea of being distinct from the animal kingdom.
Some guys have one good year and fade away. I've worked too hard to get here and it's took me too long to just fade away.
Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I 've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower But 't was the first to fade away. I never nurs'd a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well And love me, it was sure to die.
Alas, you don't need monsters for monstrous deeds to be accomplished.
When you traffic in monsters, that's the risk you run, that you'll find one too monstrous to stomach.
Romance lasts forever, love don't fade away. They may take away our future, but they can't stop yesterday.
Error's monstrous shapes from earth are driven They fade, they fly--but truth survives the flight.
No days, perhaps, of all our childhood are ever so fully lived as those that we had regarded as not being lived at all: days spent wholly with a favourite book. Everything that seemed to fill them full for others we pushed aside, because it stood between us and the pleasures of the Gods.
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