In the same way that certain sections of the city were mortal battlegrounds, some parts of the calendar were always more warlike than others, and during the days between Christmas and the new year all...
It soon got so cold that the men rushed to close the doors. When they had shut them and the room was again silent, they saw that several women had begun to cry. The women said it was because of the nu...
It was a good speech, but the reaction was due to the fact that politics are madness, and even if one does not know it, a country in electoral season experiences flares of lunacy like the great storms...
She felt as if she knew the stars, and had been among them, or would be.
The intellect is of no use unless it's disciplined by the mortification of the flesh, so that it may serve the soul.
Strength floods in after a fall.
People who lived in the mountains knew that all the truly great things had already been accomplished. They did not need to imagine ladders that would lead to heaven, or things of massive size that wou...
Battle—a sense that time does not exist, that he himself was of no account, that all things were connected and orchestrated far beyond human will, and that the world was saturated with beauty no matte...
You’ll join me sooner than you know in a place with . . . no illusions, where the truth is the only architecture, the only color, the only sound--where that which we sense merely on occasion, and whic...
You're crazy, Ludovico announced. Alessandro held his finger in the air. Ah! he said, but at least I'm able to tell you my last name, and at least, when they take me out to the stake my dreams may be...
When your parents die, Alessandro, you feel that you have betrayed them.Why? Luciana asked. Because you come to love your children more. I lost my mother and father to images in photographs and handwr...
What, exactly, are you talking about? I'm talking about love. I'm unconvinced. I wasn't attempting to convince you. I'm now sufficiently tranquil not to have to convince anyone of anything. Will you b...
What could be more lovely than writing a book about something you love?
Then the bow orchestra began to play an apocalyptically beautiful canon, one of those pieces in which, surely, the composer simply transcribed what was given, and trembled in awe of the hand that was...
The Parthenon is a pleasing building, and Mozart’s Fifth Piano Concerto a pleasing work, because each makes use of proportions, relations, and variations that go beyond subjective preference, educatio...
TO BE mad is to feel with excruciating intensity the sadness and joy of a time which has not arrived or has already been.
She was exquisite, and he feared that he was blinded to everything else, that he was drawn to her by weakness, that his passion for her was incomplete. Know ing all too well the deeply religious love...
Nothing is predetermined, it is determined, or was determined, or will be determined. No matter, it all happened at once, in less than an instant, and time was invented because we cannot comprehend in...
Najbardziej zafrapowało ją to, w jaki sposób miasto się porusza. Z oddali wszystkie jego ruchome elementy wydawały się podlegać jednemu prawu, niewidocznemu dla żadnego z osobna. Rzecznymi statkami po...
Mrs. Gamely had gotten a letter through, inviting them to visit as soon as they could, and reporting that, in these years just before the millennium Lake of the Coheeries had had had hard winters--yes...
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