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  • #1
    Virginia Woolf
    “Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #3
    Virginia Woolf
    “And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees
    and changing leaves.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

  • #5
    Ludwig Wittgenstein
    “Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. Our life has no end in the way in which our visual field has no limits.”
    Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus

  • #6
    Emily Dickinson
    “The Brain - is wider than the Sky -
    For - put them side by side -
    The one the other will contain
    With ease - and You - beside -

    The Brain is deeper than the sea -
    For- hold them - Blue to Blue -
    The one the other will absorb -
    As Sponges - Buckets - do -

    The Brain is just the weight of God -
    For - Heft them - Pound for Pound -
    And they will differ - if they do -
    As Syllable from Sound.”
    Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

  • #7
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?”
    Friedrich Nietzsche

  • #7
    Ludwig Wittgenstein
    “Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.”
    Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus

  • #8
    Ludwig Wittgenstein
    “The limits of my language means the limits of my world.”
    Ludwig Wittgenstein

  • #9
    Hermann Hesse
    “Oh, if only it were possible to find understanding,” Joseph exclaimed. “If only there were a dogma to believe in. Everything is contradictory, everything tangential; there are no certainties anywhere. Everything can be interpreted one way and then again interpreted in the opposite sense. The whole of world history can be explained as development and progress and can also be seen as nothing but decadence and meaninglessness. Isn’t there any truth? Is there no real and valid doctrine?”

    The master had never heard him speak so fervently. He walked on in silence for a little, then said: “There is truth, my boy. But the doctrine you desire, absolute, perfect dogma that alone provides wisdom, does not exist. Nor should you long for a perfect doctrine, my friend. Rather, you should long for the perfection of yourself. The deity is within you, not in ideas and books. Truth is lived, not taught. Be prepared for conflicts, Joseph Knecht - I can see that they already have begun.”
    Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game

  • #10
    James Joyce
    “Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.”
    James Joyce, Ulysses

  • #11
    Marcel Proust
    “In theory one is aware that the earth revolves, but in practice one does not perceive it, the ground upon which one treads seems not to move, and one can live undisturbed. So it is with Time in one’s life. And to make its flight perceptible novelists are obliged, by wildly accelerating the beat of the pendulum, to transport the reader in a couple of minutes over ten, or twenty, or even thirty years. At the top of one page we have left a lover full of hope; at the foot of the next we meet him again, a bowed old man of eighty, painfully dragging himself on his daily walk about the courtyard of an almshouse, scarcely replying to what is said to him, oblivious of the past.”
    Marcel Proust, In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower

  • #12
    Immanuel Kant
    “Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.”
    Immanuel Kant, Critique of Pure Reason

  • #13
    Hermann Hesse
    “You are willing to die, you coward, but not to live.”
    Herman Hesse, Steppenwolf

  • #14
    Ludwig Wittgenstein
    “For an answer which cannot be expressed the question too cannot be expressed.

    The riddle does not exist.

    If a question can be put at all, then it can also be answered.”
    Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus

  • #14
    Marcel Proust
    “Every reader, as he reads, is actually the reader of himself. The writer's work is only a kind of optical instrument he provides the reader so he can discern what he might never have seen in himself without this book. The reader's recognition in himself of what the book says is the proof of the book's truth.”
    Marcel Proust, Time Regained

  • #15
    Immanuel Kant
    “Whereas the beautiful is limited, the sublime is limitless, so that the mind in the presence of the sublime, attempting to imagine what it cannot, has pain in the failure but pleasure in contemplating the immensity of the attempt”
    Immanuel Kant, Critique of Pure Reason

  • #16
    Gautama Buddha
    “No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.”
    Gautama Buddha, Sayings of Buddha

  • #17
    Hermann Hesse
    “There is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside of them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.”
    Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

  • #18
    Natsume Sōseki
    “I believe that words uttered in passion contain a greater living truth than do those words which express thoughts rationally conceived. It is blood that moves the body. Words are not meant to stir the air only: they are capable of moving greater things.”
    Natsume Soseki, Kokoro

  • #19
    Natsume Sōseki
    “You seem to be under the impression that there is a special breed of bad humans. There is no such thing as a stereotype bad man in this world. Under normal conditions, everybody is more or less good, or, at least, ordinary. But tempt them, and they may suddenly change. That is what is so frightening about men.”
    Natsume Soseki, Kokoro

  • #20
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #21
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “I love mankind, he said, "but I find to my amazement that the more I love mankind as a whole, the less I love man in particular.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #22
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #23
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “This is my last message to you: in sorrow, seek happiness.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #24
    Hermann Hesse
    “It may be important to great thinkers to examine the world, to explain and despise it. But I think it is only important to love the world, not to despise it, not for us to hate each other, but to be able to regard the world and ourselves and all beings with love, admiration and respect.”
    Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

  • #25
    Hermann Hesse
    “Words do not express thoughts very well. they always become a little different immediately they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and wisdom to one man seems nonsense to another.”
    Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

  • #26
    Marcel Proust
    “But should a sensation from the distant past-like those musical instruments that record and preserve the sound and style of the various artists who played them-enable our memory to make us hear that name with the particular tone it then had for our ears, even if the name seems not to have changed, we can still feel the distance between the various dreams which its unchanging syllables evoked for us in turn. For a second, rehearing the warbling from some distant springtime, we can extract from it, as from the little tubes of color used in painting, the precise tint-forgotten, mysterious, and fresh-of the days we thought we remembered when, like bad painters, we were in fact spreading our whole past on a single canvas and painting it with the conventional monochrome of voluntary memory.”
    Marcel Proust, The Guermantes Way

  • #27
    Hermann Hesse
    “Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again. That is why every man's story is important, eternal, sacred; that is why every man, as long as he lives and fulfills the will of nature, is wondrous, and worthy of consideration. In each individual the spirit has become flesh, in each man the creation suffers, within each one a redeemer is nailed to the cross.”
    Hermann Hesse , Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend

  • #28
    Hermann Hesse
    “In eternity there is no time, only an instant long enough for a joke.”
    Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

  • #29
    Hermann Hesse
    “Most men will not swim before they are able to.” Is that not witty? Naturally, they won't swim! They are born for the solid earth, not for the water. And naturally they wont think. They are made for life, not for thought. Yes, and he who thinks, what’s more, he who makes thought his business, he may go far in it, but he has bartered the solid earth for the water all the same, and one day he will drown.”
    Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

  • #30
    Umberto Eco
    “Books are not made to be believed, but to be subjected to inquiry. When we consider a book, we mustn't ask ourselves what it says but what it means...”
    Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose



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