She regarded books as the emblems of secret brotherhood. A man with this sort of library couldn't possibly hurt her.
Once her love had been publicized, it would gain weight, become a burden.
Nothing brings people together more quickly (though often spuriously and deceitfully)than shared melancholy; this atmosphere of quiet understanding, which puts all mannerof fears and inhibitions to sl...
No matter how brutal life becomes, peace always reign in the cemetery.
No es la necesidad, sino la casualidad, la que está llena de encantos, si el amor debe ser inolvidable, las casualidades deben volar hacia él desde el primer momento
Love is poetry, poetry is love
Jedino što nam preostaje pobuna je protiv sudbine koju nismo izabrali.
It is much more important to dig a half-buried crow out of the ground, he said, than to send petitions to a president.
In modern times an idea can be refuted, yes, but not retracted
In Tereza's eyes, books were the emblems of a secret brotherhood
I think, therefore I am' is the statement of an intellectual who underrates toothaches.
I beg you friend, be happy. I have the vague sense that on your capacity to be happy hangs our only hope.
I am not worthy of my suffering. A great sentence. It suggests not only that suffering is the basis of the self, its sole indubitable ontological proof, but also that it is the one feeling most worthy...
Homo sentimentalis [...] a man who has raised feelings to a category of value. As soon as feelings are seen as value, everyone wants to feel; and because we all like to pride ourselves on our values,...
He thus didn’t find himself outside the limits of his experience; he was high above it. His distaste for himself remained down below; down below he had felt his palms become sweaty with fear and his b...
He suddenly recalled the famous myth from Plato's Symposium: People were hermaphrodites until God split them in two, and now all the halves wander the world over seeking one another. Love is the longi...
Franz, on the other hand, was certain that the division of life into private and public spheres is the source of all lies: a person is one thing in private and something quite different in public. For...
Es una ilusión ingenua creer que nuestra imagen no es más que una apariencia tras la cual está escondido nuestro yo como la única esencia verdadera, independientemente de los ojos del mundo. Los imagó...
El amor empieza por una metafora. Dicho de otro modo; el amor empieza en el momento en que una mujer inscribe su primera palabra en nuestra memoria poética.
But, he said to himself, whether they knew or didn't know is not the main issue; the main issue is whether a man is innocent because he didn't know. Is a fool on the throne relieved of all responsibil...