How confidently we believe in our interpretation of other people’s words.
Ah, it's my longing for whom I might have been that distracts and torments me!
The only way to survive in this world is by keeping alive our dream, without ever fulfilling it, since the fulfilment never measures up to what we imagine.
هكذا أكتب، بشكل جيد أو رديء،مصيباً فيما يسعى إليه قوليأو مخطئاً، أتعثر هنا، أنهض هناك،مواصلاً طريقي، طريق أعمى عنيد.
كلى الشوكولاته يا صغيرةكلى الشوكولاته !سترين لا توجد ميتافيزيقا تُضاهى الشوكولاتهسترين كل الديانات لا تُعلّم أكثر مما تعلمه المِقشدةكُلى أيتها الصغيرة القذرة كلى !ليتنى أستطيع أكل الشوكولاته بمثل اليق...
فجأة، كما لو أن قدرا مداويا شفانى من عمى مزمن بطريقة مباغتة، أرفع الرأس، عن حياتى الغفل، نحو المعرفة الواضحة بكيفية وجودى، فأرى أن كل ما قمت به، كل ما فكرت به، كل ما كنته، هو خداع وجنون. أتعجب مما توص...
Wise is the man who has the potential for height in his muscles but who renounces climbing in his consciousness. By virtue of his gaze, he has all hills, and by virtue of his position, all valleys.
To possess something is to lose it. To feel something without possessing it is to keep it, because in that way one extracts its essence.
To know nothing about yourself is to live. To know yourself badly is to think.
There are moments, such as the one that oppresses me now, when I feel my own self far more than I feel external things, and everything transforms into a night of rain and mud where, lost in the solitu...
Ricordo bene il suo sguardo.Attraversa ancora la mia animaCome una scia di fuoco nella notte.
Perhaps it's my destiny to remain a bookkeeper forever, and for poetry and literature to remain simply butterflies that alight on my head and underline my own ridiculousness by their very beauty. In t...
Perhaps it's my destiny to remain a book-keeper for ever and for poetry and literature to remain simply butterflies that alight on my head and merely underline my own ridiculousness by their very beau...
No hay mayor tragedia que tener la misma intensidad, en una misma alma o en un hombre, del sentimiento intelectual y del sentimiento moral. Para que un hombre pueda ser distintiva y absolutamente mora...
My lack of initiative was the root cause of all my troubles - of my inability to want something before having thought about it, of my inability to commit myself, of my inability to decide in the only...
I’m certain, but my certainty is a lie. To be certain is to not be seeing. The day after tomorrow doesn’t exist. This is what exists: A blue sky that’s a bit hazy and some white clouds on the horizon,...
Isn’t love at least a means of possessing ourselves through our sensations? Isn’t it at least a way of dreaming vividly, and therefore more gloriously, the dream that we exist?
If our life were an eternal standing by the window, if we could remain there forever, like hovering smoke, with the same moment of twilight forever painting the curve of the hills… If we could remain...
I fused the beauty of dreaming and the reality of life into a single blissful colour.....On a clear bright day even the softness of the sounds is golden...
I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me. A nearby field, a ray of sunlight, a little bit of calm along with a bit of bread, not to feel oppressed by the knowledge that I...