For the first time, I had been struck by the excitement of the traveler who looks history in her subtle face.
Didn’t Catholicism deal with blood and resurrected flesh on a daily basis? Wasn’t it expert in superstition? I somehow doubted that the hospitable plain Protestant chapels that dotted the university c...
Der Glaube ist das, was fuer uns real ist.
He can't really love anyone, you know, and in the end such people are always alone, no matter how much other people once loved them.
But when you accept an intruder for too long, you invite him back later as a guest.
He said there is a place in Gaul, the oldest church in their part of the world, where some of the Latin monks have outwitted death by secret means. He offered to sell me their secrets, which he has in...
But sometimes a man who is very good thinks, I am very bad, and it—destructs his life, everything. Because he does not believe that he has any right to do something, so he does less and less.
My guess is that he remembers some of me, some of us together, and the rest rolled off him like topsoil in a flash flood.
Doesn't every love express itself this way, with the seeds of both its flowering and its ruin in the very first words, the first breath, the first though?
Besides, there are things you have to do for yourself, even if everyone else thinks you’re crazy.
As an adult I have often known that peculiar legacy time brings to the traveler: the longing to seek out a place a second time, to find deliberately what we stumbled on once before, to recapture the f...
The study of history should be our preparation for understanding the present, rather than an escape from it.
I flipped through the rest of the pages—when you handle books all day long, every new one is a friend and a temptation.
The thing that most haunted me that day, however...was the fact that these things had - apparently - actually occurred...For all his attention to my historical education, my father had neglected to te...
Si tuvieras que elegir entre la cordura, tu vida tal como la recuerdas, antes que la verdadera inestabilidad, ¿qué elegirías como manera adecuada para vivir de un estudioso?
I lay awake for hours in my twin bed next to the other, empty bed, feeling and hearing the spruces, the hemlocks, the rhododendron scraping at the partly open window, the verdant mountain out there in...
I remembered some of what I'd read in the past: the small group of the original Impressionists, including one woman-Berthe Morisot- who'd first banded together in 1874 to exhibit works in a style that...
We went on growing food and eating and sleeping and I cooked for a big crowd here every day, all my family. What else could we do? You just go on, if you have to.
And why should I do such a thing- tell you something that can only dismay you? Well, that is the nature of love: it is brutal in its demands.
The very worst impulses of humankind can survive generations, centuries, even millennia. And the best of our individual efforts can die with us at the end of a single lifetime.
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