Između Bremena i Nepala, između Beča i Singapura video sam mnogo lepih gradova, gradove na moru i gradove visoko u brdima, sa mnogih izvora sam kao hodočasnik pio, od čega je kasnije nastajao slatki o...
I hope death will be a great happiness, a happiness as great as that of love, fulfilled love
Fate and character are different names for the same idea.
Despair is the result of each earnest attempt to go through life with virtue, justice and understanding, and to fulfill their requirements. Children live on one side of despair, the awakened on the ot...
How mean and foolish are the living, with their never-ending terrors and curiosities, the puny effort of their lives, when faced with the quiet, kingly dead.
Solitude is independence.
Knowledge can be communicated but not wisdom.
Დაუჯერებელთ, ამინდებსა და წელიწადის დროებზე დამოკიდებულთ, მშიერ–მწყურვალთ უმიზნოდ და მარტოდ–მარტო უწევთ ხეტიალი. ბავშვურად მიამიტ, მაგრამ მამაც მოგზაურებს ხიფათით აღსავსე, გაჭირვებული და ძნელი გზა ელი...
With a thousand eyes, the river looked at him
What for me is bliss and life and ecstasy and exaltation, the world in general seeks at most in imagination; in life it finds it absurd.
There is nothing to opinions, theymay be beautiful or ugly, smart or foolish, everyone can support them ordiscard them. But the teachings, you’ve heard from me, are no opinion,and their goal is not to...
The world... is not imperfect, or on a slow path towards perfection: no, it is perfect in every moment...
I will not make a gift of myself, I must be won
I thought of nothing but her. I expected everything from her. I was ready to lay everything at her feet. I was not in the least in love with her. Yet I had only to imagine that she might fail to keep...
I paint because I have no tail to wag.
I meditated upon it and found myself to be a riddle
He tried to think of death as he had done now and then, but that tired him and he dozed off. When he awoke an hour later, he felt fresh and calm as though he had slept for days.
Everything becomes questionable as soon as I consider it closely, everything slips away and dissolves.
If a night-moth were to concentrate its will on flying to a star or some equally unattainable object, it wouldn't succeed. Only, it wouldn't even try in the first place. A moth confines its search to...
I am a star in the firmamentthat observe the world, despises the worldand consumed in its heat.I am the sea by night in a stormthe sea shouting that accumulates new sinsand to the ancient makes recomp...