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  • #1
    László Krasznahorkai
    “What is behind me still remains ahead of me.”
    László Krasznahorkai, Satantango

  • #2
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #3
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “Directly after copulation, the devil's laughter is heard.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer

  • #4
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #5
    Cormac McCarthy
    “It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West
    tags: 248, war

  • #6
    Cormac McCarthy
    “War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #7
    Cormac McCarthy
    “When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #8
    Leo Tolstoy
    “All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”
    Leo Tolstoy , Anna Karenina

  • #9
    Henry David Thoreau
    “Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #10
    Henry David Thoreau
    “If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #11
    Henry David Thoreau
    “We need the tonic of wildness...At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods

  • #12
    Henry David Thoreau
    “However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the almshouse as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #13
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “Mostly it is loss which teaches us about the worth of things.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer, Parerga and Paralipomena

  • #14
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer , Studies in Pessimism: The Essays

  • #15
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “Happiness consists in frequent repetition of pleasure”
    Arthur Schopenhauer

  • #16
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “They tell us that Suicide is the greatest piece of Cowardice... That Suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in this world to which every man has a more unassailable title than to his own life and person.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer

  • #17
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “One should use common words to say uncommon things”
    Arthur Schopenhauer

  • #18
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “When we read, another person thinks for us: we merely repeat his mental process. In learning to write, the pupil goes over with his pen what the teacher has outlined in pencil: so in reading; the greater part of the work of thought is already done for us. This is why it relieves us to take up a book after being occupied with our own thoughts. And in reading, the mind is, in fact, only the playground of another’s thoughts. So it comes about that if anyone spends almost the whole day in reading, and by way of relaxation devotes the intervals to some thoughtless pastime, he gradually loses the capacity for thinking; just as the man who always rides, at last forgets how to walk. This is the case with many learned persons: they have read themselves stupid.”
    arthur schopenhauer, Essays and Aphorisms

  • #19
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “The art of not reading is a very important one. It consists in not taking an interest in whatever may be engaging the attention of the general public at any particular time. When some political or ecclesiastical pamphlet, or novel, or poem is making a great commotion, you should remember that he who writes for fools always finds a large public. A precondition for reading good books is not reading bad ones: for life is short.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer, Essays and Aphorisms

  • #20
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “If children were brought into the world by an act of pure reason alone, would the human race continue to exist? Would not a man rather have so much sympathy with the coming generation as to spare it the burden of existence, or at any rate not take it upon himself to impose that burden upon it in cold blood?”
    Arthur Schopenhauer, Studies in Pessimism: The Essays

  • #21
    Cormac McCarthy
    “See the child. He is pale and thin, he wears a thin and ragged linen shirt. He stokes the scullery fire. Outside lie dark turned fields with rags of snow and darker woods beyond that harbor yet a few last wolves. His folk are known for hewers of wood and drawers of water but in truth his father has been a schoolmaster. He lies in drink, he quotes from poets whose names are now lost. The boy crouches by the fire and watches him.”
    Cormac McCarthy

  • #22
    Camille Paglia
    “The Earth is littered with the ruins of empires that believed they were eternal.”
    Camille Paglia



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