In the letter he left for the coroner he had explained his reasoning (for suicide): that life is a gift bestowed without anyone asking for it; that the thinking person has a philosophical duty to exam...
I think there's a different authenticity to memory, and not an inferior one. Memory sorts and sifts according to the demands made on it by the rememberer.
Every love story is a potential grief story. If not at first, then later. If not for one, then for the other. Sometimes for both.
Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren't. I'm not surprised some people prefer books.
And who does not want their love authenticated?
I need to return briefly to a few incidents that have grown into anecdotes, to some approximate memories which time has deformed into certainty.
Реализм: Заяц бежит быстрее Черепахи. Намного быстрее. И еще он сообразительней. Поэтому он побеждает. Рано или поздно. ОК? Сентиментальный романтизм: Самодовольный заяц прикорнул у обочины, а нравств...
Someone who will manipulate your inner self while holding hers back from you.
[Flaubert] didn’t just hate the railway as such; he hated the way it flattered people with the illusion of progress. What was the point of scientific advance without moral advance? The railway would m...
You put together two things that have not been put together before. And the world is changed...
You put together two things that have not been put together before. And the world is changed. People may not notice at the time, but that doesn’t matter. The world has been changed nonetheless.
When he's cheerful his tongue runs away with him, and he's depressed he can be unkind. So it's common sense not to let him into every are of your life.
Vieni jausmai laiką pagreitina, kiti sulėtina, o kartais atrodo, kad jis dingsta - kol galop ateina akimirka, kai jis iš tiesų dingsta ir jau niekada nebesugrįžta
This ought to have given him a whole storetank of existential rage, but somehow it didn’t;
There is a German word, , which has no English equivalent; it means 'the longing for something'. It has Romantic and mystical connotations; C.S. Lewis defined it as the 'inconsolable longing' in the h...
The notion of redefining the deity into something that works for you is grotesque.
The law, and society, and religion all said it was impossible to be sane, healthy, and kill yourself.
The emphasis is on the lost, the abandoned, the discarded sinners, God’s detritus.
The best form of government is one that is dying, because that means it’s giving way to something else.
Tai, ką galiausiai prisimeni, ne visada yra tas pats, ką patyrei