Ines

“The child comes home and the parent puts the hooks in him. The old man, or the woman, as the case may be, hasn’t got anything to say to the child. All he wants is to have that child sit in a chair for a couple of hours and then go off to bed under the same roof. It’s not love. I am not saying that there is not such a thing as love. I am merely pointing to something which is different from love but which sometimes goes by the name of love. It may well be that without this thing which I am talking about there would not be any love. But this thing in itself is not love. It is just something in the blood. It is a kind of blood greed, and it is the fate of a man. It is the thing which man has which distinguishes him from the happy brute creation. When you got born your father and mother lost something out of themselves, and they are going to bust a hame trying to get it back, and you are it. They know they can’t get it all back but they will get as big a chunk out of you as they can.”
― Robert Penn Warren, All the King's Men

“Dreizehn Mann saßen auf einem Sarg,
Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum.
Sie soffen drei Tage, der Schnaps war stark,
Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum.
Sie liebten das Meer und den Schnaps und das Gold.
Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum.
Bis einst alle dreizehn der Teufel holt,
Ho! Ho! Ho! - und ein Fass voller Rum.”
― Michael Ende, Jim Knopf und Lukas der Lokomotivführer

“First, I'll kill the dog with kindness, and if that doesn't work, I'll just kill him.”
― Edward Albee, The Zoo Story and Other Plays

“It has always seemed strange to me...The things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.”
― John Steinbeck, Cannery Row