Gyula Krúdy > Quotes

“.. she believed a great happiness awaited her somewhere, and for this reason she remained calm as the days flew by.”
― Gyula Krúdy, Sunflower

“I’d love to step off this well-trodden straight and boring path. To somehow live differently, think different thoughts, feel different feelings than others. It wouldn’t bother me to be as alone as a tree on the plains. My leaves would be like no other tree’s.”
― Gyula Krúdy, Sunflower

“Only the insomniac looks on with open eyes, like a cadaver who forgot to die.”
― Gyula Krúdy

“Let crazy life rush headlong on the highway for others; we shall contemplate the sunflowers, watch them sprout, blossom, fade away. Yesterday they were still giants, but now, in autumn, they are thatch on the roof.”
― Gyula Krúdy, Sunflower

“What you have loved remains yours.”
― Gyula Krudy

“Brightly and merrily swaying, like an April shower, came the young lady.

Perhaps if she had been sad and conscience stricken, like certain dames of old who left the site of their illicit love as woe-begone as the passing moment that never returns; if the lady had approached in full cognizance of her frailty, ready to forego a man's respectful handkisses of greeting, and trembling in shame at the tryst exposed in broad daylight, like Risoulette, sixty-six times, whenever having misbehaved, she hastened back home teary-eyed to her Captain; or if a lifelong memory's untearable veil had floated over her fine features, like the otherworldly wimple of a nun . . . Then Pistoli would have stood aside, closed his eyes, swallowed the bitter pill, and come next winter, might have scrawled on the wall something about women's unpredictability. Then he would have glimpsed ghostly, skeletal pelvic bones reflected in his wine goblet, and strands of female hair, once wrapped around the executioner's wrist, hanging from his rafters; and would have heard wails and cackles emanating from the cellar's musty wine casks, but eventually Pistoli would have forgiven this fading memory, simply because women are related to the sea and the moon, and that is why at times they know not what they do.”
― Gyula Krúdy, Sunflower

“No, I have no desire to be a feminist, I just want to be a female,”
― Gyula Krúdy, The Charmed life of Kázmér Rezeda

“For the farsighted, the folks in the know, life is a deer park, where gentle breezes and fragrant grape leaves keep you company, complete with afternoon foot-soakings, peaceful snoozes, fine hounds and desirable wenches, the hell with all care; a long life, a nice pipe from time to time, mellow dinners: that's the way to spend life, life that digs your grave even now, steadfastly, like the ever-burrowing mole. To want nothing, and ask only for peace and quiet. Hope for nothing besides fair weather on the morrow. Trust no one, believe no one, think no extraordinary thoughts, just live, live, and love; fall asleep, and wake up healthy... Wear comfy slippers and pass the night in a feather bed. Live out a happy and long old age, the best part of life. To get an honest night's sleep, and then a snooze after lunch, let out a few whoops, fight and make up.”
― Gyula Krúdy

“A regénykönyvek már nem mulattatnak, mert magam szebbeket tudok elgondolni.”
― Krúdy Gyula

“Je le répète, il est des matins où l’on oublie les larmes, les visages affligés qui vous ont entourés comme des esprits dans votre solitude, les cris du désespoir qui ont frétillé en vous à la manière d’un serpent dans un bocal, les voix méchantes qui n’ont cessé de parler dans votre âme pareille au vent qui hurle derrière les montagnes, l’amas de cendres dans votre cœur qui s’accroît d’année en année.”
― Gyula Krúdy, N.N.

“Spring!’ thought Miss Maszkerádi. ‘You are an idiot. I just don’t believe you!”
― Gyula Krúdy, Sunflower