Top 350 Alexander McCall Smith Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “She shook her head. What was the point of anger? There were occasions when Mma Ramotswe, like all of us, could feel angry, but they were few – and they never lasted long. Anger, Obed Ramotswe had explained to her once, is no more than a salt that we rub into our wounds. She had never forgotten that – along with the things he said about cattle, and Botswana, and the behaviour of the rains.”

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102. “It was a pink sort of smell- a smell that seemed to get bigger as you smelled it and then burst, just like the popping of a bubble.”

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103. “There are many women whose lives would be immeasurably improved by widowhood, but one should not always point that out.”

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104. “Edinburgh used to be a haughty city.”

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105. “Is it hard to raise an elephant?” It was some minutes before anybody answered. But then Debra said, “I don’t think so, Mma. It’s not hard to do anything if you do it with love.”

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106. “Oh I love gadgets and I pride myself on keeping at the cutting edge of technology.”

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107. “The problem, he thought, was that so much humour involved misfortune of one sort or another, and now that same human misfortune was out of bounds – interdicted by self-appointed guardians of sensitivity. There was somebody to be offended by everything, he though, which left little room for laughter.”

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108. “Most people want nothing to happen. That is the problem with governments these days. They want to do things all the time; they are always very busy thinking of what things they can do next. That is not what people want. People want to be left alone to look after their cattle.”

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109. “Look at every territorial dispute you care to mention. Northern Ireland, for instance.” “Religion in that case,” Jamie ventured. “Not just. Religion was the badge of identity, but it wasn’t really about whether you went to Mass or to a tub-thumping Protestant chapel. It was a result of the movement of people. The Protestant planters – many of them Scots – replaced the native Irish, remember? Movement of people again.”

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110. “We forget, she thought. We think that we were always the way we are now, but we were not. –.”

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111. “I am grateful to you for being who you are: for standing up for ladies with large glasses and a bad skin and for everybody else who has had to battle to get where they have got. And most of all I am grateful to you for being my friend, Mma; I am grateful to you for that. That is the best thing that anybody can be to anybody else – a friend.”

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112. “We like to think that we plan what happens to us, but it is chance, surely, that lies behind so many of the great events of our lives – the meeting with the person with whom we are destined to spend the rest of our days, the receiving of a piece of advice whic influences our choice of career, the spotting of a particular house for sale; all of these may be put down to pur chance, and yet they govern how our lives work out and how happy – or unhappy – we were going to be.”

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113. “When somebody does wrong, Emma, we must remember that that person is still a human being like the rest of us. We must not rush to throw the first stone. We must remind ourselves that all of us do wrong from time to time, unless we’re saints, which we aren’t.”

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114. “We think that we can fix our lives by taking some simple step, but it’s not like that. Most problems need lots of sticking plasters. They need coaxing and massaging and looking at from all sorts of different angles.”

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115. “It’s a different sort of love taht puts up with illness. Old love.”

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116. “There are some people who start off knowing very little about the world and end up years later knowing even less. Never underestimate the capacity of the human mind for ignorance.” Mr. Woodhouse found this very amusing.”

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117. “Self-pity does not appreciate pedantry.”

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118. “We do not talk about wise men or wise ladies any more, she reflected; their place had been taken, it seemed, by all sorts of shallow people – actors and the like – who were only too ready to pronounce on all sorts of subjects.”

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119. “You simply could not help everybody; but you could at least help those who came into your life.”

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120. “There are some very inventive adults, Mma. When you listen to them, you have to divide everything they say by two, and then take away ten. As you have to do with some politicians.”

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121. “We are human and vulnerable, whatever our individual situation: The moon looks on them all The Healers and the brilliant talkers The eccentrics and the silent walkers The dumpy and the tall.”

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122. “The sharing of a book is a statement – a message of affection that is also an act of self-revelation. Join my club, it says. Come and sit beside me.”

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123. “People were forever digging up events that had taken place a long time ago. And what was the point in doing this if the effect was merely to poison the present? There were many wrongs in the past, but did it help to keep bringing them up and giving them a fresh airing?”

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124. “The point about love, the essential point, was that we loved what we loved. We did not choose. We just loved.”

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125. “The only thing that makes me sad is that I shall be leaving Africa when I die. I love Africa, which is my mother and my father. When I am dead, I shall miss the smell of Africa.”

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126. “It’s really rather easy to write eighth-century Chinese poetry,” said Angus Lordie. “In English, of course. It requires little effort, I find.”

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127. “It was easy to be moral when that was the way you felt anyway. The hard bit about morality was making yourself feel the opposite of what you really felt.”

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128. “He would sit down and consider the situation carefully. Not only did this help to identify the solution to the problem, but it also gave him the opportunity to remind himself that things were not really as bad as they seemed; it was all a question of perspective. Sitting down and looking up at the sky for a few minutes – not at any particular part of the sky, but just at the sky in general – at the vast, dizzying, empty sky of Botswana, cut human problems down to size.”

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129. “There are many temptations in this life, but cake is probably one of the biggest of them.”

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130. “For that, surely, is what friendship is all about–about the giving of love and the assurance of love.”

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131. “I cannot see myself in a new car. I am a tiny white van person. That is what i want!”

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132. “New York is a wonderful place to be up, an awful place to be down.”

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133. “The whole point about childhood,” Domenica went on, “is that it affords us a brief moment of innocence and protection from the pressures of the world. Parents who push their children too hard intrude on that little bit of space.”

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134. “But we make such mistakes all the time, all through our lives. Wisdom, I suppose, is seeing this and acting upon it before it is too late. But it is often too late, isn’t it? – and those things that we should have said are unsaid, and remain unsaid for ever.”

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135. “There was a distinction between lying and telling half-truths, but it was a very narrow one.”

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136. “Why? Why is there a crisis in literature? Because of lies and rottenness. Simplicity and sincerity have been replaced by obsfucation and pretense. Men, of course. They love to create mystery where none exists. It’s the way they think.”

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137. “I write four books a year. I’m very fortunate that I write quickly; around 3,500 words a day. Being strict about delineating my writing time and personal life, as well as keeping distractions at bay, is the only way I can accomplish this.”

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138. “You can’t do much about a personality disorder. Cats are psychopaths at heart.”

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139. “She felt that she had revealed something to Cat, and with revealing something about oneself there always comes a sense of lightening of the load that we all carry; the load of being ourselves.”

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140. “It was easy to make a difference to other people’s lives, so easy to change the little room in which people lived their life.”

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141. “It is such an easy thing to do – to touch another in sympathy – but it is such a hard thing too.”

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142. “His life was unrecorded; who is there to write down the lives of ordinary people?”

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143. “She looked down. He had clasped his hands together, his fingers interlaced. It was a gesture, she thought, of unequivocal pleasure – pleasure at hearing what all of us wanted to hear at least occasionally: that there was somebody who liked us, whatever our faults, and liked us sufficiently to say so.”

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144. “It is not enough just to identify a problem; there are plenty of people who were very skilled at pointing out what was wrong with the world, but they were not always so adept at working out how these things could be righted.”

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145. “To be cut down to size is good for all of us, but particularly so for those who forget how transient are our cultures and institutions, how pointless and cruel our divisions, how vain our claims to special status for our practices and beliefs above those of others.”

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146. “Not forgiving was like scratching at a sore to keep the healing scab from forming.”

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147. “Places had echoes- and if one were sensitive, one might just pick up some resonance from the past, some feeling for what had happened.”

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148. “The sun went, and it was dark. He sat beside her in the comfortable darkness and they listened, contentedly, to the sounds of Africa settling down for the night. A dog barked somewhere; a car engine raced and then died away; there was a touch of wind, warm dusty wind, redolent of thorn trees.”

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149. “Brother Fox looked in. He saw two people. He saw them raise their glasses of wine to him, liquid that for him was suspended in the air, as if by a miracle.”

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150. “Life consists of positive and negative features, and I think that it is permissible to write about both.”

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