How I used to love the dark, sad evenings of late autumn and winter, how eagerly I imbibed their moods of loneliness and melancholy when wrapped in my cloak I strode for half the night through rain an...
His goal attracts him, because he doesn't let anything enter his soul which might oppose the goal.
His face was still more clever and spiritual than others, but it seldom smiled, and one after the other it was taking on the traits one so often observes in the faces of the wealthy: that look of diss...
Hikmetini ve içyüzünü öğrenmek istediğim şey, Ben’di. Kurtulmak, alt etmek istediğim şey Ben’di. Ama alt edemedim, sadece yanılttım, sadece kaçtım ondan, sadece saklanıp gizlendim. Doğrusu, dünyada be...
Here, too, I found neither home nor company, nothing but a seat from which to view a stage where strange people played strange parts.
Her little treasure of experiences opened up, and it was larger than she herself would have supposed.
He wanted to strive for nothing, except for what the voice commanded him to strive for, dwell on nothing, except where the voice would advise him to do so.
Having been pondering while slowly walking along, he now stopped as these thoughts caught hold of him, and right away another thought sprang forth from these, a new thought, which was: That I know not...
Gândirea noastră este o permanentă abstractizare, o întoarcere a privirii de la simţuri, o încercare de construire a unei lumi pur spirituale. Tu însă îndrăgeşti tocmai ce e mai nestatornic şi muritor...
From the sacred center of the world streams forth an irrepressible desire to overcome the silence between things. Art, the ever flowing fountain, reveals the secret of life through word and gesture, c...
Floribert could neither sing nor recite these poems because they were without words, but he dreamed and felt them sometimes, especially in the evenings.
Everything that is thought and expressed in words is one-sided, only half the truth; it all lacks totality, completeness, unity.
Everyone who has changed the course of human history, every last one was able to do so only because he was ready for his destiny. That’s true of Moses and the Buddha, Napoleon and Bismarck. The wave t...
Everyone takes, everyone gives, such is life.
Every day new souls kept springing up [within me] beside the host of old ones, making clamorous demands and creating confusion; and now I saw as clearly as in a picture what an illusion my former pers...
En lo concerniente a los demás, al mundo circundante, no cesaba de hacer los intentos más serios y heroicos de quererlos, de ser justos con ellos, de no lastimarlos, porque había asimilado tan bien el...
El rostro del enano era tan feo y estaba tan inmóvil como siempre; no reflejaba nada de sus pensamientos. Precisamente estaba pensando en su perrito ahogado, Fino, y en el papagayo a quien habían reto...
Earlier I had thought a lot about why it was so extremely unusual for a person to be able to live for an ideal. Now I saw that many people, all in fact, are capable of dying for an ideal. Only, it mus...
Each one carries with him to the end traces of his birth, the slime and eggshells of a primordial world.
Each of us has to find out for himself what is permitted and what is forbidden.. forbidden for him. It's possible for one never to transgress a single law and still be a bastard. And vice versa.