Wole Soyinka Quotes

I never felt at home in London, because people were constantly telling me I didn't belong here, so after a while, you tend to believe that.

The bourgeois are other people.

When people told me 'It's great to be here', they meant at the house, not with me.

Scientific knowledge is a kind of discourse.

America feels like home as much as it does here. Although it's a strange situation as I feel almost like I'm in no-man's land some of the time, because although I'm a resident, I still can't vote so I don't really have a say in what goes on where I live.

I don't care to belong to a club that accepts people like me as members.

Talent is very dangerous. It alienates people.

To belong to the masses is the great longing of the 'alienated' intellectual.

I've never rejected the world I came from. To be rejected by it is horrible.

I am marooned on a Crag of Superiority in an ocean of soldiers.

At college - I went to Yale, and everybody's very smart, and everybody has their thing that makes them special, and people at Yale would pretend they didn't recognize me. Only after they'd had a couple of drinks would they start singing the 'Life Goes On' theme song.

I was at this fancy school, and I felt out of place, so I rebelled.

Replies began arriving seconds after he pressed send, and soon every single one of the warriors (besides William) had agreed to come home. Take me out of your address book, William

Take my friends and my home - as an outcast I'll roam: Take the money I have in the bank: It is just what I wish, but deprive me of fish, And my life would indeed be blank.

The word "impossible" is not a scientific term.

I have always thought it curious that, while most scientists claim to eschew religion, it actually dominates their thoughts more than it does the clergy.

The man of science appears to be the only man who has something to say just now, and the only man who does not know how to say it.

She didn't want to have anything to do with the party. She was tired of feeling like she didn't fit in, but she didn't want to go home, either, because she was a tired of being lonely and she was a little drunk.

Most 'scientists' are bottle washers and button sorters.

When I met scientists, I found them to be as various as any other group of people.

I think, on the whole that scientists make slightly better husbands and fathers than most of us, and I admire them for it.

The literary scene is a kind of Medusa’s raft, small and sinking, and one’s instinct when a newcomer tries to clamber aboard is to step on his fingers.

The burden of intelligence: you can always imagine all those wonderful places where you can never belong.

Sometimes when you're listening to a neuroscientist, they have a tendency to use a particular type of jargon that works in their world perfectly but that would lose the average layman.

Well, after all, this is the age of the disposable tissue. Blow your nose on a person, wad them, flush them away, reach for another, blow, wad, flush. Everyone using everyone else's coattails. How are you supposed to root for the home team when you don't even have a program or know the names? For that matter, what color jersey's are they reading as they trot out to the feild?