Géza Csáth > Quotes

“waking up mornings brings lingering suffering”
― Geza Csath, Opium and Other Stories

“Suddenly I was struck by the heavy fragrance of flowers. On the other side there was a garden about the size of a small room, a plot of ground raised by fill to the height of our belts. And full of flowers. A special, luxuriant flora. Long stemmed, with horn-shaped flowers whose petals were like black velvet. In one corner, a bush like a lily, arrayed with giant white blossoms like goblets. And scattered through that garden, thin-stemmed plants with white flowers marked by a single pink petal. It seemed that these gave off an exotic sweetness that cloyed and choked. In the midst of it all a bunch of fat crimson flowers lay tumbled, their silky, fleshy blossoms dipping down among the long stems of furious green grasses. This small, magical plot seemed a kaleidoscope. Just in front of my eyes purple irises bloomed up. A myriad fragrances mingled in its dazzling scent, and every hue of the rainbow glowed from those flowers.”
― Geza Csath, Opium and Other Stories

“Hallgasson ide. Hát először is, nem az idő múlik, hanem - mi. Ez régi dolog. Ezt már Kant is tudta. Idő nincsen. De van nekünk egy tudási pontunk. Az a tudat, hogy a testünk kopik, hogy az agyvelőnk sorvad, hogy a betegség megöl... hogy idő van. Pedig mondom, idő nincsen.”
― Géza Csáth, A sebész és más novellák