Sacred and Terrible Air Quotes

“Failure. Failure shapes the world. History is the story of failure; progress is the succession of failures. Development! says the futurist. Loss, states the rebel. Hangover! cries the moralist from the back row. Faliure: the rebel gets angry. Time is pale, he says. The failure of the Creator - an introduction to an era. Kras Mazov shoots himself in the head, and Abadanaiz, together with Dobreva, takes poison on the Ozonne Islands. Beneath the palms the wind blew the flesh from their bones into sand. Who could've known? All the good people in the world came together. Teachers, writers, migrant workers squatting in the trenches... young soldiers abandoned their battalions. What beautiful songs they sing! It seems to them that brave children are the favourites of history, as they wave white flags with a crown of silver horns.

And then, they lose.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Püha ja õudne lõhn

“The terrible noise of time approaches, the most violent sound in the world. There is no longer a golden light that falls on the room, but a very deep Pale. All the distances there are insurmountable, there is a horror vacui between every object and the next.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Sacred and Terrible Air

“I’ve never been too fond of that wing of materialism. Terrible if they were right. I love the world, every last atom of it. But if the world doesn’t love our idea anymore, you and Rodionov will be second best.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Sacred and Terrible Air

“No peace. No truce with the furies.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Püha ja õudne lõhn

“Communism is powerful! Believe in Communism, it’s a burst of enthusiasm! I promise! It’s beautiful when you believe in a person, but without it…!'

'Without it, there is nothing.'

'Nothing. It was a blizzard, but it was bright, it was morning. Communism is white, it sparkles! Communism is the morning, it is a jubilation!”
― Robert Kurvitz, Sacred and Terrible Air

“See on see, kuhu nihilism viib. See ei ole enam see, mis võiks olla, või see, mis võiks mitte. See on. Kogu maailm on vahetu entroponeetilise katastroofi tsoon.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Püha ja õudne lõhn

“In the dark autumn evening sky above, masses of clouds
slowly sink into each other.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Sacred and Terrible Air

“We love the girls—yes, I dare say it—we love them more. Even this present moment, the evening city gliding past the taxi window, where the world is going wrong and time is out of joint, is a crime. This needs to be righted. To be solved. No peace. No truce with the furies!”
― Robert Kurvitz, Sacred and Terrible Air

“You could never quite say exactly what it is. Even when your eyes were rolled back and staring straight into your head, you couldn’t say. I give her to you to take, her smell in your hands, a sacred and terrible smell; now rub your face with her.”
― Robert Kurvitz, Püha ja õudne lõhn