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“Imagine a person, tall, lean and feline, high-shouldered, with a brow like Shakespeare and a face like Satan, a close-shaven skull, and long, magnetic eyes of the true cat-green.”
― Sax Rohmer, The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu

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“Here was an entry - a serious one - which he hadn't crossed out in years. He couldn't remember where it came from. He never recorded the writer or the source: he didn't want to be bullied by reputation; truth should stand by itself, clear and unsupported. This one went: 'In my opinion, every love, happy or unhappy, is a real disaster once you give yourself over to it entirely.' Yes, that deserved to stay. He liked the proper inclusivity of 'happy or unhappy'. But the key was: 'Once you give yourself over to it entirely.' Despite appearances, this wasn't pessimistic, nor was it bittersweet. This was a truth about love spoken by someone in the full vortex of it, and which seemed to enclose all of life's sadness. He remembered again the friend who, long ago, had told him that the secret of marriage was 'to dip in and out of it'. Yes, he could see that this might keep you safe. But safety had nothing to do with love.”
― Julian Barnes, The Only Story

tags: happiness, love, marriage

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“As a child she had been taught it was rude to say no, unless she didn't mean it. If she was offered another piece of cake and she wanted it she was obliged to refuse out of politeness. And if she didn't want it she had to say yes, even if it choked her. It was involved but understandable.”
― Beryl Bainbridge, The Bottle Factory Outing

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“How many years have passed since that far-off June afternoon? More than thirty. And yet, if I close my eyes, Micòl Finzi-Contini is still there, leaning over her garden wall, looking at me and talking to me. In 1929 Micòl was little more than a child, a thin, blond thirteen-year old with large, clear, magnetic eyes. And I was a boy in short trousers, very bourgeois and very vain, whom a small academic setback was sufficient to cast down into the most childish desperation. We both fixed our eyes on each other. Above her head the sky was a compact blue, a warm already summer sky without the slightest cloud. Nothing, it seemed, would be able to alter it, and nothing indeed has altered it, at least in memory.”
― Giorgio Bassani, The Garden of the Finzi-Continis

tags: first-love, memories

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“Het ergste nadeel van een hoge positie is de onvrijheid van meningsuiting. Hoe hoger je maatschappelijke positie hoe meer je je in zwijgen moet hullen. Vooral omdat de betekenis en het belang van een hoge positie voor mij verbonden zijn met het publieke domein, weegt dit zwaar. Het publieke domein is het forum voor meningsvorming, voor de weging van argumenten, voor de verwoording van visies. Hoe breder, hoe diepgravender, hoe origineler hoe beter. Misschien is deze gedachte over de openbare ruimte en een hoge positie altijd een droom geweest maar nu lijkt zij verder weg dan ooit.
Toen koningin Beatrix, om nog even bij de les te blijven, op een onbewaakt ogenblik of misschien zeer bewust gekozen moment over de pers zei dat 'de leugen regeert' was Nederland te klein. Niet wat de koningin had gezegd stond ter discussie maar het feit dat zij met haar kritische opmerking haar boekje te buiten was gegaan. Het is interessant te bedenken dat het in vroegere tijden juist het voorrecht van hoger geplaatsten was om ongehinderd te kunnen zeggen wat in hun hoofd opkwam. Het volk zweeg. In onze tijd is dat in zijn tegendeel verkeerd. De politicus die zegt wat hij denkt, steekt zijn hoofd in de publieke strop. Zijn kiezer daarentegen is vrij te roepen wat hij wil - zijn schreeuw, rauw en ongearticuleerd klinkt overal op en wordt gehoord, al dan niet in honderd dagen.”
― Lex ter Braak

tags: opinie

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