Landscape-tones: brown to bronze, steep skyline, low cloud, pearl ground with shadowed oyster and violet reflections. The lion-dust of desert: prophets’ tombs turned to zinc and copper at sunset on th...
I long to be musical in body and mind. I want style, consort. Not the little mental squirts as if through the ticker-tape of the mind.
He would wake to see the towers and minarets printed on the exhausted, dust-powdered sky, and see as if en montage on them the giant footprints of the historical memory which lies behind the recollect...
Conversely the British saw a one-dimensional figure in the Cypriot; they did not realize how richly the landscape was stocked with the very sort of characters who rejoice the English heart in a small...
I had become, with the approach of night, once more aware of loneliness and time - those two companions without whom no journey can yield us anything.
إنني اعتقد أن الأحداث ما هي إلا تفسير لمشاعرنا، يمكن ان تقودنا واحدة منها إلى الأخرى. الزمن يحملنا إلى الأمام بقوة تلك المشاعر التي تعيش في أعماقنا والتي لا نعي عنها إلا القليل.
Он пригласил ее на танец и, помолчав с минуту, обратился к ней величаво и печально: «Как вы спасаетесь от одиночества?» — спросил он. Мелисса подняла на него взгляд, прямой спокойный взгляд слишком оп...
Высшее достижение великих религий — возведение сложной иерархии запретов. Но запрет рождает ту самую страсть, которую он призван излечить. Мы, каббалисты, говорим — . Мы принимаем все, дабы приблизить...
She had been raped by one of her relations. One cannot help smiling at the commonplaceness of the thought.
Out of the trembling pearly edges of the sky there swam slowly a high cluster of reddish basalt blocks, carved into the vague semblance (like a face in the fire) of a sphinx tortured by thirst; and th...
Impressive symbols of a wealth which is powerless to bring true leisure or peace of mind for it demands everything of the human soul.
Autonomous act of growing up. And the sensation is of something having noiselessly exploded inside each of them. Around this event, dazed and preoccupied, the lover moves examining his or her own expe...
This world represents the promise of a unique happiness which we are not well-enough equipped to grasp.
The most tender, the most tragic of illusions is perhaps to believe that our actions can add or subtract from the total quantity of good and evil in the world.
Suddenly at the end of the great couloir my vision is sharpened by a pale disjunctive shudder as a bar of buttercup-yellow thickening gradually to a ray falls slowly through the dark masses of cloud t...
She took kisses like so many coats of paint […] how long and how vainly I searched for excuses which might make her amorality if not palatable at lest understandable. I realize now the time I wasted i...
She gave me the impression of someone engaged in giving a series of savage caricatures of herself — but this is common to most lonely people who feel that their true self can find no correspondence in...
Perhaps our only sickness is to desire a truth which we cannot bear rather than to rest content with the fictions we manufacture out of each other.
Odd, isn't it? He really was the right man for her in a sort of way; but then as you know, it is a law of love that the so-called 'right' person always comes to soon or too late.
Neden gülüyorsun? En ciddi şeylere bile her zaman gülersin. Ah, öyle ya, üzülmen mi gerekir?Beni biraz olsun tanısaydı, bizim gibi her şeyi derinlemesine duyan, insan düşüncesinin içinden çıkılmaz düğ...