It means what you are, wanting what you want and going after it without a sens od shame. People are slaves to rules.
It is a completely selfless love: Tereza did not want anything of Karenin; she did not ever ask him to love her back. Nor had she ever asked herself the questions that plague human couples: Does he lo...
Isn't that exactly the definition of biography? An artificial logic imposed on an 'incoherent succession of images'?
Insofar as it is possible to divide people in categories, the surest criterion is the deep-seated desires that orient them to one or another lifelong activity.Every Frenchman is different. But all act...
In the world of eternal return the weight of unbearable responsibility lies heavy on every move we make.
In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.
In my opinion, Jan is mistaken in thinking that the border is a line that crosses a man’s life at a specific point, that it marks a break in time, a particular second on the clock of a human life. No....
If it were possible to raise the penis by means of a simple command, then sexual excitement would have no place in the world.
If hatred strikes you, if you get accused, thrown to the lions, you can expect one of two reactions from people who know you: some of them will join in the kill, the others will discreetly pretend to...
If I were a doctor, I would diagnose his condition thus: The patient is suffering from nostalgic insufficiency.
I never forgot that, because, though I was only a child, something seemed to become clear to me: this is existence as such confronting time as such; and that confrontation, I understood, is named bore...
Human time does not turn in a circle; it runs ahead in a straight line. That is why man cannot be happy: happiness is the longing for repetition.
How could someone who had so little respect for people be so dependent on what they thought of him?
How could she feel nostalgia when he was right in front of her? How can you suffer from the absence of a person who is present? You can suffer nostalgia in the presence of the beloved if you glimpse a...
He suddenly recalled 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 longing for the half...
Forgive me, he went on. For a long time I have had the peculiar habit of not arriving but appearing.
First he sympathized with Cuba, then with China, and when the cruelty of their regimes began to appall him, he resigned himself with a sigh to a sea of words with no weight and no resemblance to life.
Even in the game there lurks a lack of freedom; even in a game is a trap for the players.
El hombre nunca sabe qué debe querer porque vive sólo una vida y no tiene modo de compararla con sus vidas precedentes ni de enmendarla con sus vidas posteriores.
Does he love me? Does he love anyone more than me? Does he love me more than I love him? Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of c...