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“Bill had loved it, too. Smiley didn’t doubt that for a moment. Standing at the middle of a secret stage, playing world against world, hero and playwright in one: oh, Bill had loved that, all right.”
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
“Survival, as Jim Prideaux liked to recall, is an infinite capacity for suspicion.”
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
“As an artist he had said all he had to say at the age of seventeen, and one had to do something with one’s later years. He was awfully sorry he couldn’t take some of his friends with him. He hoped Smiley would remember him with affection.”
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
“Was not Bill also betrayed? Connie’s lament rang in his ears: “Poor loves. Trained to Empire, trained to rule the waves . . . You’re the last, George, you and Bill.” He saw with painful clarity an ambitious man born to the big canvas, brought up to rule, divide and conquer, whose visions and vanities all were fixed, like Percy’s, upon the world’s game; for whom the reality was a poor island with scarcely a voice that would carry across the water.”
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
“Smiley shrugged it all aside, distrustful as ever of the standard shapes of human motive. He settled instead for a picture of one of those wooden Russian dolls that open up, revealing one person inside the other, and another inside him. Of all men living, only Karla had seen the last little doll inside Bill Haydon. When was Bill recruited, and how? Was his right-wing stand at Oxford a pose, or was it paradoxically the state of sin from which Karla summoned him to grace? Ask Karla: pity I didn’t. Ask Jim: I never shall.”
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
― Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
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