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  • #1
    Victor Hugo
    “And yet the tide is eternal. But eternity obeys man more than man imagines.”
    Victor Hugo, The Man Who Laughs

  • #2
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “I want to talk about everything with at least one person as I talk about things with myself.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot

  • #3
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “If I had had the power to prevent my own birth I should certainly never have consented to accept existence under such ridiculous conditions.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot

  • #4
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Delicacy and dignity are taught by one's own heart, not by a dancing master.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot

  • #5
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Why, you are so eaten up with pride and vanity that you'll end by eating up one another, that's what I prophecy.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot

  • #6
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “You should pass us by and forgive us our happiness," said the prince in a low voice.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot

  • #7
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “What is most vile and despicable about money is that it even confers talent”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot

  • #8
    Andrei Tarkovsky
    “All that I wanted was to tempt into life things that wanted to come out of me.”
    Andrei Tarkovsky, Time within Time: The Diaries, 1970–1986

  • #9
    Andrei Tarkovsky
    “Being silent for a while is good. Words can’t really express a person’s emotions.”
    Andrei Tarkovsky

  • #10
    Sally Rooney
    “I feel so frightened of being hurt - not of the suffering, which I know I can handle, but the indignity of being open to it.”
    Sally Rooney , Beautiful World, Where Are You

  • #11
    Annie Ernaux
    “I have searched for my mother's love in all the corners of the world.”
    Annie Ernaux, I Remain in Darkness

  • #12
    Annie Ernaux
    “Nous sommes une communauté de désirs, non d'action”
    Annie Ernaux, Regarde les lumières mon amour

  • #13
    Annie Ernaux
    “By retrieving the memory of collective memory in an individual memory, she will capture the lived dimension of History.”
    Annie Ernaux, The Years

  • #14
    José Saramago
    “If I'm sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?”
    José Saramago, Blindness

  • #15
    José Saramago
    “Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”
    José Saramago, Blindness

  • #16
    José Saramago
    “Reading is probably another way of being in a place.”
    José Saramago, El hombre duplicado

  • #17
    José Saramago
    “...in matters of feeling and of the heart, too much is always better than too little.”
    Jose Saramago, The Cave
    tags: love

  • #18
    José Saramago
    “blindness is a private matter between a person and the eyes with which he or she was born.”
    José Saramago, Blindness

  • #19
    José Saramago
    “all stories are like those about the creation of the universe, no one was there, no one witnessed anything, yet everyone knows what happened.”
    José Saramago, Blindness

  • #20
    José Saramago
    “Don't you know, If you don't step outside yourself, you'll never discover who you are”
    José Saramago, The Tale of the Unknown Island

  • #21
    Ian McEwan
    “...beauty, she had discovered occupied a narrow band. Ugliness, on the hand, had infinite variation.”
    Ian McEwan, Atonement

  • #22
    Ian McEwan
    “Is there any meaning in my life that the inevitable death awaiting me does not destory?”
    Ian McEwan, Atonement

  • #23
    Ian McEwan
    “Let the guilty bury the innocent, and let no one change the evidence”
    Ian McEwan, Atonement

  • #24
    Ian McEwan
    “In that shrinking moment he discovered that he had never hated anyone until now. It was a feeling as pure as love, but dispassionate and icily rational.”
    Ian McEwan, Atonement

  • #25
    Ian McEwan
    “i'm going mad, i told myself. let me not be mad.”
    Ian McEwan, Atonement

  • #26
    Marguerite Yourcenar
    “I was willing to yield to nostalgia, that melancholy residue of desire.”
    Marguerite Yourcenar, Memoirs of Hadrian



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