Sumpfhexe

“The truth of course is that if people really were as happy as they look on the Internet, they wouldn’t spend so much damn time on the Internet, because no one who’s having a really good day spends half of it taking pictures of themselves. Anyone can nurture a myth about their life if they have enough manure, so if the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence, that’s probably because it’s full of shit.”
― Fredrik Backman, Anxious People

“The man who refuses to judge, who neither agrees nor disagrees, who declares that there are no absolutes and believes that he escapes responsibility, is the man responsible for all the blood that is now spilled in the world. Reality is an absolute, existence is an absolute, a speck of dust is an absolute and so is a human life. Whether you live or die is an absolute. Whether you have a piece of bread or not, is an absolute. Whether you eat your bread or see it vanish into a looter's stomach, is an absolute.

There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil. The man who is wrong still retains some respect for truth, if only by accepting the responsibility of choice. But the man in the middle is the knave who blanks out the truth in order to pretend that no choice or values exist, who is willing to sit out the course of any battle, willing to cash in on the blood of the innocent or to crawl on his belly to the guilty, who dispenses justice by condemning both the robber and the robbed to jail, who solves conflicts by ordering the thinker and the fool to meet each other halfway. In any compromise between food and poison, it is only death that can win. In any compromise between good and evil, it is only evil that can profit. In that transfusion of blood which drains the good to feed the evil, the compromise is the transmitting rubber tube.”
― Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

“Viele Entscheidungen konnte ich nicht treffen, meine soziale Herkunft hat die Entscheidungen getroffen. Meine Herkunft hat entschieden, ob ich mir ein Studium leisten konnte oder nicht. Meine Herkunft hat entschieden, welche Bücher ich las und ob überhaupt, welche Türen sich mir öffneten und welche mir verschlossen blieben. Meine Herkunft hat entschieden, welche Pullover ich tragen kann - und welche nicht.”
― Mareice Kaiser, Wie viel: Was wir mit Geld machen und was Geld mit uns macht

“– Почему – прощайте? Почему не до свидания?
Назанский засмеялся жутким, бессмысленным, неожиданным смехом.
– А почему не досвишвеция? – крикнул он диким голосом сумасшедшего.
И Ромашов почувствовал на всем своем теле дрожащие волны ужаса.”
― Aleksandr Ivanovich Kuprin, The Duel