Kristina

“Книгите

На К. Гълъбов

Пред мен е книгата разтворена
и денем, и нощя;
все сам, аз не познавам хората,
не зная и света.

Прилитат и отлитат птиците,
изгрява ден, залязва ден:
аз дните си като странùците
прелиствам уморен.

Години да четеш за чуждия
живот на някой чужд,
а твоят, никому ненужен,
да мине глух и пуст.

До мене ти не стигна никога,
о, зов на любовта,
и аз изгубих зарад книгите
живота и света.

1926 г.”
― Атанас Далчев

“Your parents were fighting machines and self-pitying machines. Your mother was programmed to bawl out your father for being a defective moneymaking machine, and your father was programmed to bawl out your mother for being a defective housekeeping machine. They were programmed to bawl each other out for being defective loving machines. Then your father was programmed to stomp out of the house and slam the door. This automatically turned your mother into a weeping machine. And your father would go down to the tavern where he would get drunk with some other drinking machines. Then all the drinking machines would go to a whorehouse and rent fucking machines. And then your father would drag himself home to become an apologizing machine. And your mother would become a very slow forgiving machine.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions

“Back on shore everyone was pretty messed up, but the owner/captain was by far the worst off. He ended up drunk for a week, though the only thing he ever said was "So?"
The boat's gone. "So?"
Your mate's dead. "So?"
Hey at least you're alive. "So?"
An awful word but it does harden you.
It hardened me.”
― Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

“Yes, this planet is in a terrible mess. But it has always been a mess. There have never been any “Good Old Days,” there have just been days. And as I say to my grandchildren, “Don’t look at me. I just got here.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country