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“I've solved the mystery: You have to submit silently. Open up, let go. Let anything penetrate you, even the most painful things. Endure. Bear up. That's the magic key! The text comes by itself, and its meaning shakes the soul ... You mustn't let scar tissue form on your wounds; you have to keep ripping them open in order to turn your insides into a marvelous instrument that is capable of anything. All this has its price.”
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“Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.”
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“One should judge a man mainly from his depravities. Virtues can be faked. Depravities are real.”
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“I don't need anybody to tell me how to be alive.”
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“I am your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires, and I am your thirst and your hunger and your food and your drink.”
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“Hay que ser tan viejo como la Creación, y al mismo tiempo tan joven como si aún no se hubiera nacido... Hay que entregarse, abandonarse. Hay que perderse y volverse a encontrar. Las llamas del alma no deben apagarse nunca. ¡Hay que arder sin cesar, hay que quemarse y apagarse y volverse a encender!”
― All I Need is Love
― All I Need is Love
“Ich verbrenne, so wie ich mein ganzes Leben lnag verbrannt bin. Ich weiß nicht, was das heißt.”
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“ach, gebt mir meinen Tod, damit ich bleibe”
― Fieber: Tagebuch eines Aussätzigen : ein Bildband mit bisher unbekannten Gedichten und Fotografien
― Fieber: Tagebuch eines Aussätzigen : ein Bildband mit bisher unbekannten Gedichten und Fotografien
“Slavery is an element of the human heart...to our ruin.”
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“Christus hat unsterbliches Leben geschaffen durch das, was Menschen durch ihn begriffen haben. Das ist Kunst.”
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“ach! wüßtet ihr wie schwer es ist,
wenn man gehängt ist und nicht sterben kann!!”
― Kinski Spricht Kinski Fieber ; Tagebuch Eines Aussätzigen
wenn man gehängt ist und nicht sterben kann!!”
― Kinski Spricht Kinski Fieber ; Tagebuch Eines Aussätzigen
“Most likely, my film could have been compared to a highly sensible musical clip. An operatic musical clip. At that time, I had no idea of this expression. I did not puzzle my head over the form of my film, the structure arose, as I said before, from alone and urged me to commit this structure to paper.
Indications, suggestions, just sufficed. The audience should have the liberty to keep on thinking, conceiving, living. My film had to remain a fragment. Abstract it its form. Yet harmonical and first hand. It would have never occurred to me to lash up what I wanted to express into a waist coat of idiotically trimmed up film plots for the audience: with their meticulous and dictarioral logic and continutity. The attempt to wedge Paganini into the usual form of a movie, would have resulted in immuring him alive. For he did live – in me.”
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
Indications, suggestions, just sufficed. The audience should have the liberty to keep on thinking, conceiving, living. My film had to remain a fragment. Abstract it its form. Yet harmonical and first hand. It would have never occurred to me to lash up what I wanted to express into a waist coat of idiotically trimmed up film plots for the audience: with their meticulous and dictarioral logic and continutity. The attempt to wedge Paganini into the usual form of a movie, would have resulted in immuring him alive. For he did live – in me.”
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
“In my fortress, in the Via Appia Antica in Rome, I wrote the first script for my film PAGANINI. It was not a script in the common sense. Not even a testament. And yet it was more than that: A shorthand note, which I had received on a wavelength of an earlier life over the distance of centuries away .
For the time being, I did not require more. The structure of my film originated in the instinct: Notes. Notes of music. Notes of captured images (and dialogues). Notes of feelings. Everything else I would decide in the course of the actual shooting.”
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
For the time being, I did not require more. The structure of my film originated in the instinct: Notes. Notes of music. Notes of captured images (and dialogues). Notes of feelings. Everything else I would decide in the course of the actual shooting.”
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
“Six days and six nights I was writing in a paranoid impulse. Full of fear, that the commenced metamorphosis – the reincarnation of the spirit of a dead – might have been disrupted.”
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
“This Satan who ruled over the lush dreams of the female sex.”
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
― Paganini (Heyne allgemeine Reihe)
“Jazz!
A manifesto of survivors!
Insanity is shattered to pieces!
future of colours! red lemons! blue blood vesicle of black oranges!
The only ailment is the fever!
Revolution!
Amok run of the trumpets!
Overflow!
Plate streamed with blood!
A bitten heart!
Lung rupture!
Jazz! Jazz
Immortality of the nerves!"
Snippet from the poem "JAZZ"
by Klaus Kinski - Fever- Diary Of A Leper: Poems”
― Fieber: Tagebuch eines Aussätzigen : ein Bildband mit bisher unbekannten Gedichten und Fotografien
A manifesto of survivors!
Insanity is shattered to pieces!
future of colours! red lemons! blue blood vesicle of black oranges!
The only ailment is the fever!
Revolution!
Amok run of the trumpets!
Overflow!
Plate streamed with blood!
A bitten heart!
Lung rupture!
Jazz! Jazz
Immortality of the nerves!"
Snippet from the poem "JAZZ"
by Klaus Kinski - Fever- Diary Of A Leper: Poems”
― Fieber: Tagebuch eines Aussätzigen : ein Bildband mit bisher unbekannten Gedichten und Fotografien
“This is one of the most remarkable erotic books of our time – an eruptive demonstration of the latest human possibilities! I place Kinski next to Henry Miller.
- Hans Hellmut Kirst”
― Ich bin so wild nach deinem Erdbeermund: Erinnerungen
- Hans Hellmut Kirst”
― Ich bin so wild nach deinem Erdbeermund: Erinnerungen




