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“And once you are awake, you shall remain awake eternally. ”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra - A Book For All And None

“We no longer have a sufficiently high estimate of ourselves when we communicate. Our true experiences are not garrulous. They could not communicate themselves if they wanted to: they lack words. We have already grown beyond whatever we have words for. In all talking there lies a grain of contempt. Speech, it seems, was devised only for the average medium, communicable. The speaker has already vulgarized himself by speaking.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

“So? If I die, then I die! The loss to the world won’t be great. Yes, and I’m fairly bored with myself already. I am like a man who is yawning at a ball, whose reason for not going home to bed is only that his carriage hasn’t arrived yet. But the carriage is ready . . . farewell!
I run through the memory of my past in its entirety and can’t help asking myself: Why have I lived? For what purpose was I born? . . .
There probably was one once, and I probably did have a lofty calling, because I feel a boundless strength in my soul . . .
But I didn’t divine this calling. I was carried away with the baits of passion, empty and unrewarding. I came out of their crucible as hard and cold as iron, but I had lost forever the ardor for noble aspirations, the best flower of life.
Since then, how many times have I played the role of the ax in the hands of fate! Like an instrument of execution, I fell on the head of doomed martyrs, often without malice, always without regret . . .
My love never brought anyone happiness, because I never sacrificed anything for those I loved: I loved for myself, for my personal pleasure.
I was simply satisfying a strange need of the heart, with greediness, swallowing their feelings, their joys, their suffering—and was never sated. Just as a man, tormented by hunger, goes to sleep in exhaustion and dreams of sumptuous dishes and sparkling wine before him. He devours the airy gifts of his imagination with rapture, and he feels easier. But as soon as he wakes: the dream disappears . . . and all that remains is hunger and despair redoubled!
And, maybe, I will die tomorrow! . . . And not one being on this earth will have ever understood me totally. Some thought of me as worse, some as better, than I actually am . . . Some will say “he was a good fellow,” others will say I was a swine. Both one and the other would be wrong.
Given this, does it seem worth the effort to live? And yet, you live, out of curiosity, always wanting something new . . . Amusing and vexing!”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“People who think honestly and deeply have a hostile attitude towards the public.”
― Wolfgang Goethe

“Here too it’s masquerade, I find:
As everywhere, the dance of mind.
I grasped a lovely masked procession,
And caught things from a horror show…
I’d gladly settle for a false impression,
If it would last a little longer, though.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“Thus I progressed on the surface of life, in the realm of words as it were, never in reality. All those books barely read, those friends barely loved, those cities barely visited, those women barely possessed! I went through the gestures out of boredom or absent-mindedness. Then came human beings; they wanted to cling, but there was nothing to cling to, and that was unfortunate--for them. As for me, I forgot. I never remembered anything but myself.”
― Albert Camus, The Fall

“I love enemies, though not in the Christian way. They amuse me, excite my blood. Being always on one’s guard, catching every glance, the significance of every word, guessing at intentions, frustrating their plots, pretending to be tricked, and suddenly, with a shove, upturning the whole enormous and arduously built edifice of their cunning and schemes—that’s what I call life.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“Well, what had I to say to you ... I loved you! there was no sense in that even before, and less than ever now. Love is a form, and my own form is already breaking up. Better say how lovely you are! And now here you stand, so beautiful ...”
― Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons

“إننا نغفر ما نفهمه، نغفره دائماً تقريباً.”
― ميخائيل ليرمنتوف, A Hero of Our Time

“I am not capable of true friendship. One of the two friends is always the slave of the other, although, often, neither of the two admits this to himself.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“Women only love those that they don’t know.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“- هل هيئتي هيئة قاتل؟
- بل أنت شر من ذلك.
ففكرت لحظة ثم قلت لها وقد بدا على وجهي تأثر عميق:
- نعم، ذلك كان حظي منذ نعومة أظفاري! كان جميع الناس يقرأون في وجهي علامات غرائز شريرة أنا منها برئ، وما زالوا يفترضونها فيّ، حتى نبتت وتأصلت. كنت خجولًا، فاتهموني بالمكر، فأصبحت كتومًا. وكنت أحس بالخير والشر إحساسًا عميقًا، ولكن أحدًا لم يعطف عليّ، بل كانوا جميعًا يؤذونني، فأصبحت حقودًا أحب الانتقام. وكنت حزين النفس، وكان الأطفال الآخرين هدّارين، وكنت أشعر أنني فوقهم، فقيل لي أنني دونهم، فأصبحت حسودًا؛ وكنت مهيأ لأن أحب جميع الناس، فلم يفهمني أحد، فتعلمت الكره. لم يكن شبابي الخالي من الفرح إلا صراعًا مع الناس ومع نفسي. خوفًا من الهزء، دفنت أنبل عواطفي في قلبي، فماتت هنالك. وكنت أحب أن أقول الحقيقة، فلم يصدقني أحد، فأخذت أكذب. وقد تعلمت أن أسبر أغوار الناس، وأن أدرك الدوافع التي تحركهم، فأصبحت بارعًا في فن الحياة، ولاحظت أن غيري ممن لا يملكون هذا الفن كانوا سعداء، ينعمون، من غير جهد، بهذه الخيرات التي كنت أجهد للحصول عليها بلا كلال؛ فولد اليأس في قلبي، لا ذلك اليأس الذي تذهب به رصاصة من مسدس، بل هذا اليأس البارد، العاجز، الذي يختفي وراء سلوك لطيف، وابتسامة طيبة. أصبحت روحي مشلولة. ذهب نصف نفسي: جفّ، تبخّر، مات. قطعته ورميته بعيدًا عني. بينما كان النصف الآخر يتحرك ويتمنى أن يخدم جميع الناس.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“...منذ نظم الشعراء شعراً..ومنذ أن قرأت النساء هذا الشعر ( ويجب أن نشكر لهن ذلك أعمق الشكر) سُميت النساء ملائكة، وبلغت هذه التسمية من التكرار أنهن من بساطة قلوبهن صدقنها، ناسيات أن هؤلاء الشعراء أنفسهم يمكن أن يضعوا نيرون (الإمبراطور المجنون الذي أحرق روما) في مصاف أنصاف الآلهة، في سبيل مال يحصلون عليه.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“إني لأشعر بحاجة قوية إلى الإفضاء بما في نفسي إلى أحد ولكن إلى من أفضي بما في نفسي ؟”
― ميخائيل ليرمنتوف, A Hero of Our Time

“I have observed that there always exists some strange relationship between the appearance of a man and his soul, as if with the loss of a limb, the soul lost one of its senses.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“Whether I am a fool or a villain I know not; but this is certain, I am also most deserving of pity—perhaps more than she. My soul has been spoiled by the world, my imagination is unquiet, my heart insatiate. To me everything is of little moment. I become as easily accustomed to grief as to joy, and my life grows emptier day by day.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“د تعلمت أن أدرك الدوافع التي تحرّك الناس فأصبحت بارعا" في فن الحياة ... ولاحظت غيري ممن لا يملكون هذه الفن
كانوا سعداء ينعمون من غير جهد بهذه الخيرات التي كنت أجهد للحصول عليها بلا كلل ...
فولد اليأس في قلبي لا ذاك اليأس الذي تذهب به رصاصة من مسدس ... بل هذا اليأس البارد العاجز الذي يختفي وراء سلوك لطيف وابتسامة طيبة.”
― ميخائيل ليرمنتوف, A Hero of Our Time

“إن امرأة عرفتك لا تستطيع أن تنظر إلى غيرك من الرجال إلا في شيء من الاحتقار لأن فيك شيئًا ليس في غيرك، شيئًا خفيًا متكبرًا.”
― ميخائيل ليرمنتوف, A Hero of Our Time

“فماذا ننتظر من أولئك الذين ينسون أصدقائهم؟”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“He has studied all the live strings of the human heart in the same way as one studies the veins of a dead body.”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“أصبحت عاجز عن الاندفاع المجنون بتأثير هوى جامح ،خنقت الظروف طموحي.إنه يظهر بوجه آخر لأن الطموح ليس إلا ظمأ إلى السيطرة.”
― ميخائيل ليرمنتوف, A Hero of Our Time

“I felt somehow happy to be so high above the world - a childish feeling, I grant, but we can't help becoming children as we leave social conventions behind and come nearer to nature. All life's experience is shed from us and the soul becomes anew what it once was and will surely be again”
― Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

“Blessed are the forgetful; for they get over their stupidities, too.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“The maturity of man—that means, to have reacquired the seriousness that one had as a child at play”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“Wanderer, who are you? I watch you go on your way, without scorn, without love, with impenetrable eyes - damp and downhearted, like a plumb line that returns unsatisfied from every depth back into the light (what was it looking for down there?), with a breast that does not sigh, with lips that hide their disgust, with a hand that only grips slowly: who are you? What have you done? Take a rest here, this spot is hospitable to everyone, - relax! And whoever you may be: what would you like now? What do you find relaxing? Just name it: I'll give you whatever I have! - "Relaxing? Relaxing? How inquisitive you are! What are you saying! But please, give me - -" What? What? Just say it! - "Another mask! A second mask!" ...”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“Let old ones go. Dont be a memory-monger!
Once you were young──now you are even younger.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“Swallow your poison, for you need it badly.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“To him who feels himself preordained to contemplation and not to belief, all believers are too noisy and obtrusive; he guards against them.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“With hard men intimacy is a thing of shame- and something precious.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

“Men of profound sadness betray themselves when they are happy: they have a mode of seizing upon happiness as though they would choke and strangle it, out of jealousy--ah, they know only too well that it will flee from them!”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil