Daniel

“我赤身裸體，被丟進最不幸的時代的嚴寒之中，乘著人間的馬車與非人間的馬，四處飄蕩。我的毛皮大衣掛在馬車上，我卻無法觸及它，而那些四肢靈活的流氓病人們，卻連一根手指都不願意動。被騙了！被騙了！只要聽信一次夜間急救鈴的假警報——就永遠無可挽回了。”
― 法蘭茲．卡夫卡(Franz Kafka), 卡夫卡中短篇全集#3

“I have an idea that some men are born out of their due place. Accident has cast them amid certain surroundings, but they have always a nostalgia for a home they know not. They are strangers in their birthplace, and the leafy lanes they have known from childhood or the populous streets in which they have played, remain but a place of passage. They may spend their whole lives aliens among their kindred and remain aloof among the only scenes they have ever known. Perhaps it is this sense of strangeness that sends men far and wide in the search for something permanent, to which they may attach themselves. Perhaps some deeprooted atavism urges the wanderer back to lands which his ancestors left in the dim beginnings of history. Sometimes a man hits upon a place to which he mysteriously feels that he belongs. Here is the home he sought, and he will settle amid scenes that he has never seen before, among men he has never known, as though they were familiar to him from his birth. Here at last he finds rest.”
― W. Somerset Maugham, The Moon and Sixpence

“Some cannot loosen their own chains and can nonetheless redeem their friends.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

“There is a false saying: “How can someone who can’t save himself save others?” Supposing I have the key to your chains, why should your lock and my lock be the same?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche