Колко дълго вярва едно дете?
I really began to feel that the young were beyond me. I often appeared to myself a deceiver. Why? I didn’t want to undermine her belief that Tivoli surpassed anything I had ever seen anywhere and that...
Das wirkliche Leben, meint er, sei ja so anders...Jedenfalls das seine, denkt er: da erkennt man keinen klaren Ablauf und keinen roten Faden, da zerrinnt es einfach, ohne Abschnitt und ohne Tat, die L...
Children are something we want or don’t want.
И ето че после, докато другият вече спи, чертаете планове, каквито си правят затворниците, ето че нощем сте решени на всякакъв обрат, на бягство, дръзки и вдетинени, и не от страст, а от копнеж по стр...
Hanna had Communist leanings, which I couldn’t bear, and on the other a tendency to mysticism, or to put it less kindly, hysteria
Я не признаю самоубийства. Оно ведь не меняет того факта, что ты жил на земле, а в ту минуту я желал лишь одного — никогда не существовать...
What’s the difference between contraception and abortion? Both are expressions of the human will not to have children.
The main thing is to stand up to the light, to joy (like our child) in the knowledge that I shall be extinguished in the light over gorse, asphalt, and sea, to stand up to time, or rather to eternity...
She was seriously disappointed, a child I was treating like a woman, or a woman I was treating like a child, I didn’t know myself which it was.
– aber vor allem: standhalten, dem Licht, der Freude (wie unser Kind als es sang) im Wissen, dass ich erlösche im Licht über Ginster, Asphalt und Meer, standhalten der Zeit, beziehungsweise Ewigkeit i...
A woman with time on her hands in the morning, a woman who wanders about before she is dressed, for example, rearranging flowers in a vase and talking about love and marriage, is something no man can...
We talked about constellations—the usual thing, when two people haven’t yet discovered which one knows less about the stars than the other; the rest is romantic fantasy, which I can’t bear.
Nothing is harder than to accept oneself.
I waited, my hand around the stem, to clink glasses; I wasn’t in the least interested in Herr Piper, a man who lived in East Germany out of conviction
Wieso seid ihr stärker als die Wahrheit
Not being shaved gives me the feeling I’m some sort of plant and I keep involuntarily feeling my chin.
Blinders als blind ist die Aengstlicher
The Indians were far too gentle, too peaceable, positively childlike. They squatted for whole evenings in their white straw hats on the earth, motionless as toadstools, content without light, silent....
Why should I be melancholy? England wasn’t in sight yet.