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  • #1
    Emil M. Cioran
    “Write books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.”
    Emil Cioran

  • #2
    Emil M. Cioran
    “A book is a suicide postponed.”
    Cioran

  • #3
    Emil M. Cioran
    “Is it possible that existence is our exile and nothingness our home?”
    Emil Cioran, Tears and Saints

  • #4
    André Gide
    “What would a narrative of happiness be like? All that can be described is what prepares it, and then what destroys it.”
    Andre Gide, The Immoralist

  • #5
    Roland Topor
    “Look at me, I'm not worthy of your anger, I'm nothing but a dumb animal who can't prevent the noisy symptoms of his decay, so don't waste your time with me, don't dirty your hands by hitting me, just try to put up with the fact that I exist. I'm not asking you to like me, I know that's impossible, because I'm not likeable, but at least do me the kindness of despising me enough to ignore me”
    Roland Topor, The Tenant

  • #6
    Novalis
    “Every individual is the center of a system of emanation.”
    Novalis, Philosophical Writings

  • #7
    Peter Weiss
    “We're all free and equal to die like dogs”
    Peter Weiss, The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade

  • #8
    William H. Gass
    “I write because I hate. A lot. Hard.”
    William Gass

  • #9
    Norman Manea
    “What I do know, is that I refused to compromise with the system and I was obsessed with preventing my work from being manipulated for their propaganda. Even stories about the Holocaust could have been promoted as anti-fascist stories, which they were in a way, but I didn’t want them to be taken only as such. I remember I had a reading in Berlin in the ‘80s and a man in the audience, asked me: ‘Sir, I read your book, I read the stories, you didn’t say who the oppressors were nor who are the people who are suffering.’ And I said, ‘No, I didn’t.’ It was important to me that a Vietnamese reader reading a story about a young boy who is in a camp, can recognize himself, without me saying: the boy is a Jew, the oppressor is a Romanian, or a Nazi, and so on. I wanted to have a more universal approach.”
    Norman Manea

  • #10
    Antonio Tabucchi
    “I don't go for people who lead full and satisfying lives.”
    Antonio Tabucchi
    tags: life

  • #11
    Franz Kafka
    “A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity."

    [Letter to Max Brod, July 5, 1922]”
    Franz Kafka

  • #12
    Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa
    “Love. Of course, love. Flames for a year, ashes for thirty.”
    Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard

  • #13
    Alfred Hayes
    “There were times when I would forget her, though they were rare, and it would be for a time as though she had never existed; and then some passing girl's inadvertent gesture, or an accidental profile, or a hat like hers, would restore her, and restore the suffering too, and I would long again, somehow, to encounter or to see her.”
    Alfred Hayes, In Love

  • #14
    Alfred Hayes
    “Yes, the man said, I've often wondered why I impress people as being altogether sad, and yet I insist I am not sad, and that they are quite wrong about me, and yet when I look in the mirror it turns out to be something really true, my face is sad, my face is actually sad, I become convinced (and he smiled at her, because it was four o'clock, and the day was ending and she was a very pretty girl, it was astonishing how gradually she had become prettier) that they are right after all, and I am sad, sadder than I know.”
    Alfred Hayes, In Love

  • #15
    Nathanael West
    “Humanity...I'm a humanity lover. All the broken bastards...”
    Nathanael West, Miss Lonelyhearts

  • #16
    Dawn Powell
    “Satire is people as they are; romanticism, people as they would like to be; realism, people as they seem with their insides left out.”
    Dawn Powell

  • #17
    Dawn Powell
    “The human comedy is always tragic, but since its ingredients are always the same—dupe, fox, straight, like burlesque skits—the repetition through the ages is comedy.”
    Dawn Powell

  • #18
    Dawn Powell
    “There is really one city for everyone just as there is one major love.”
    Dawn Powell

  • #19
    Dawn Powell
    “The artist who really loves people loves them so well the way they are he sees no need to disguise their characteristics-he loves them whole, without retouching. Yet the word used for this unqualifying affection is 'cynicism'.”
    Dawn Powell

  • #20
    Alfred Hayes
    “Your only vice is yourself. The worst of all. The really incurable one.”
    Alfred Hayes, In Love

  • #21
    Nelson Algren
    “There is no way of being a creative writer in America without being a loser.”
    nelson algren

  • #22
    Marcel Bénabou
    “As a child, at the age when others promise to be Chateaubriand or nothing, I had written that I would be myself or nothing. I had certainly not foreseen that one day I would find myself in the position of being both myself and nothing. 65”
    Marcel Benabou, Why I Have Not Written Any of My Books

  • #23
    Henry Green
    “I can't understand why people can't go on just being ordinary to each other even if they are in love.”
    Henry Green
    tags: love

  • #24
    Machado de Assis
    “Let Pascal say that man is a thinking reed. He is wrong; man is a thinking erratum. Each period in life is a new edition that corrects the preceding one and that in turn will be corrected by the next, until publication of the definitive edition, which the publisher donates to the worms.”
    Machado de Assis, Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

  • #25
    Machado de Assis
    “...one of the roles of man is to shut his eyes and keep them shut to see if he can continue into the night of his old age the dream curtailed in the night of his youth.”
    Machado de Assis, Dom Casmurro

  • #26
    Joseph Brodsky
    “Life—the way it really is—is a battle not between good and bad, but between bad and worse”
    Joseph Brodsky

  • #27
    Johann Gottlieb Fichte
    “Men in the vehement pursuit of happiness grasp at the first object which offers to them any prospect of satisfaction, but immediately they turn an introspective eye and ask, ‘Am I happy?’ and at once from their innermost being a voice answers distinctly, ‘No, you are as poor and as miserable as before.' Then they think it was the object that deceived them and turn precipitately to another. But the second holds as little satisfaction as the first…Wandering then through life restless and tormented, at each successive station they think that happiness dwells at the next, but when they reach it happiness is no longer there. In whatever position they may find themselves there is always another one which they discern from afar, and which but to touch, they think, is to find the wished delight, but when the goal is reached discontent has followed on the way stands in haunting constancy before them.”
    Johann Gottlieb Fichte

  • #28
    Novalis
    “Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.”
    Novalis

  • #29
    Novalis
    “Sacrifice of the self is the source of all humiliation, as also on the contrary is the foundation of all true exaltation. The first step will be an inward gaze—an isolating contemplation of ourselves. Whoever stops here has come only halfway. The second step must be an active outward gaze—autonomous, constant observation of the external world.

    No one will ever achieve excellence as an artist who cannot depict anything other than his own experiences, his favorite objects, who cannot bring himself to study assiduously even a quite strange object, which does not interest him at all, and to depict it at leisure. An artist must be able and willing to depict everything. This is how a great artistic style is created, which rightly is so much admired in Goethe.”
    Novalis, Philosophical Writings

  • #30
    Stig Dagerman
    “But then comes a time when forgetting isn't possible. And I do mean a particular time when no amount of dreaming, not then and maybe not ever, can change how naked and unimportant we become in our own eyes.”
    Stig Dagerman



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