Lovro

Add friend
Sign in to Goodreads to learn more about Lovro.


Nebo nema miljenike
Lovro is currently reading
bookshelves: currently-reading
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
Loading...
Dezső Kosztolányi
“He was no lover in a worldly sense; the only love he knew was that of divine understanding, of taking a whole life into its depths as if they were his own. From this, the greatest pain, the greatest happiness is born: the hope that we too will one day be understood, strangers will accept our words, our lives, as if they were their own.”
Dezső Kosztolányi, Skylark

Dezső Kosztolányi
“A drunkard never walks where he can fly.

Only the sober believe that the inebriate stagger to and fro. In reality they float on invisible wings and arrive everywhere much earlier than expected.”
Dezső Kosztolányi, Skylark

Jordan B. Peterson
“I dreamed I saw my maternal grandmother sitting by the bank of a swimming pool, that was also a river. In real life, she had been a victim of Alzheimer’s disease, and had regressed, before her death, to a semi-conscious state. In the dream, as well, she had lost her capacity for self-control. Her genital region was exposed, dimly; it had the appearance of a thick mat of hair. She was stroking herself, absent-mindedly. She walked over to me, with a handful of pubic hair, compacted into something resembling a large artist’s paint-brush. She pushed this at my face. I raised my arm, several times, to deflect her hand; finally, unwilling to hurt her, or interfere with her any farther, I let her have her way. She stroked my face with the brush, gently, and said, like a child, “isn’t it soft?” I looked at her ruined face and said, “yes, Grandma, it’s soft.”
Jordan B. Peterson, Maps of Meaning: The Architecture of Belief

Dezső Kosztolányi
“When people go away they vanish, turn to nothing, stop being. They live only in memories, haunting the imagination.”
Dezső Kosztolányi, Skylark

Stefan Zweig
“There are two kinds of pity. One, the weak and sentimental kind, which is really no more than the heart's impatience to be rid as quickly as possible of the painful emotion aroused by the sight of another's unhappiness, that pity which is not compassion, but only an instinctive desire to fortify one's own soul agains the sufferings of another; and the other, the only one at counts, the unsentimental but creative kind, which knows what it is about and is determined to hold out, in patience and forbearance, to the very limit of its strength and even beyond.”
Stefan Zweig, Beware of Pity

67886 /lit/ (2025 revival edition) — 1282 members — last activity Dec 11, 2025 11:15PM
No fun allowed. Reading top 100 books from the /lit/ chart.
2075 CROATIA / grupa za čitatelje iz Hrvatske i na hrvatskom jeziku — 2261 members — last activity Dec 06, 2025 06:46AM
Malo nas je, al' nas ima :). Mjesto za razmjenu komentara prvenstveno o knjigama koje se mogu nabaviti na domaćem tržištu, a zatim i o svim ostalima o ...more
year in books
Felix
805 books | 246 friends

Media
552 books | 61 friends

Virginia
2,148 books | 316 friends

James B...
331 books | 17 friends

Bbrown
1,443 books | 228 friends

Sean
5,469 books | 722 friends

Joaco
650 books | 173 friends

Prickle
1,129 books | 595 friends

More friends…



Polls voted on by Lovro

Lists liked by Lovro