Once you have some sort of reputation in the outside world, they will try to woo you. They will say, "Won't you come and be on a talk program about books? That's not political." Then they can say to the outside world, "See how free it is, she appears on television. See how free it is." So I refused to have anything of mine read or dramatized on South African television.

The primacy of the word, basis of the human psyche, that has in our age been used for mind-bending persuasion and brain-washing pulp, disgraced by Gobbles and debased by advertising copy, remains a force for freedom that flies out between all bars.

Censorship may have to do with literature; but literature has nothing whatever to do with censorship.

The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Sociology extracts it. The writer loses Eden, writes to be read and comes to realize that he is answerable.

Certainly the people who are close to me are happier. They feel freer.

You can't be afraid to do good in case evil results.

The caged eagle become a metaphor for all forms of isolation, the ultimate in imprisonment. A zoo is prison.