marți, 25 ianuarie 2011
sâmbătă, 1 ianuarie 2011
The brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky
"It's always worthwhile speaking to a clever man"
"God raises Job again, gives him wealth again. Many years pass by, and he has other children and loves them. But how could he love those new ones when those first children are no more, when he has lost them? Remembering them, how could he be fully happy with those new ones, however dear the new ones might be? But he could, he could. It’s the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet, tender joy."
"... man loves to see the downfall and disgrace of the righteous"
"‘You have desires and so satisfy them, for you have the same rights as the most rich and powerful. Don’t be afraid of satisfying them and even multiply your desires.’ That is the modern doctrine of the world. In that they see freedom. And what follows from this right of multiplication of desires? In the rich, isolation and spiritual suicide; in the poor, envy and murder; for they have been given rights, but have not been shown the means of satisfying their wants."
"Work without ceasing. If you remember in the night as you go to sleep, ‘I have not done what I ought to have done,’ rise up at once and do it."
"‘Why, my daughter, have you fallen again already?’ cries the priest: ‘O Sancta Maria, what do I hear! Not the same man this time, how long is this going on? Aren’t you ashamed!’ ‘Ah, mon pere,’ answers the sinner with tears of penitence, ‘Ca lui fait tant de plaisir, et a moi si peu de peine!’"
"Look how our young people commit suicide, without asking themselves Hamlet’s question what there is beyond, without a sign of such a question, as though all that relates to the soul and to what awaits us beyond the grave had long been erased in their minds and buried under the sands."
"... like little children, we brush the dreadful ghosts away and hide our heads in the pillow so as to return to our sports and merriment as soon as they have vanished."
"‘Fathers, provoke not your children to wrath.’ Yes, let us first fulfil Christ’s injunction ourselves and only then venture to expect it of our children. Otherwise we are not fathers, but enemies of our children, and they are not our children, but our enemies, and we have made them our enemies ourselves."
"God raises Job again, gives him wealth again. Many years pass by, and he has other children and loves them. But how could he love those new ones when those first children are no more, when he has lost them? Remembering them, how could he be fully happy with those new ones, however dear the new ones might be? But he could, he could. It’s the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet, tender joy."
"... man loves to see the downfall and disgrace of the righteous"
"‘You have desires and so satisfy them, for you have the same rights as the most rich and powerful. Don’t be afraid of satisfying them and even multiply your desires.’ That is the modern doctrine of the world. In that they see freedom. And what follows from this right of multiplication of desires? In the rich, isolation and spiritual suicide; in the poor, envy and murder; for they have been given rights, but have not been shown the means of satisfying their wants."
"Work without ceasing. If you remember in the night as you go to sleep, ‘I have not done what I ought to have done,’ rise up at once and do it."
"‘Why, my daughter, have you fallen again already?’ cries the priest: ‘O Sancta Maria, what do I hear! Not the same man this time, how long is this going on? Aren’t you ashamed!’ ‘Ah, mon pere,’ answers the sinner with tears of penitence, ‘Ca lui fait tant de plaisir, et a moi si peu de peine!’"
"Look how our young people commit suicide, without asking themselves Hamlet’s question what there is beyond, without a sign of such a question, as though all that relates to the soul and to what awaits us beyond the grave had long been erased in their minds and buried under the sands."
"... like little children, we brush the dreadful ghosts away and hide our heads in the pillow so as to return to our sports and merriment as soon as they have vanished."
"‘Fathers, provoke not your children to wrath.’ Yes, let us first fulfil Christ’s injunction ourselves and only then venture to expect it of our children. Otherwise we are not fathers, but enemies of our children, and they are not our children, but our enemies, and we have made them our enemies ourselves."
luni, 22 noiembrie 2010
On the Radio, Regina Spektor
This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No, this is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No, this is how it works
joi, 11 noiembrie 2010
miercuri, 10 noiembrie 2010
marți, 9 noiembrie 2010
joi, 28 octombrie 2010
The Railway Game, Clifford Dyment
"...Railway Amalgamation. This, now due in a few months' time, was the consequence of the Railways Act of 1921, which provided that the hundred-odd separate railway systems of Great Britain were to be re-formed into four big combines - the L.M.S.R., the L.N.E.R., the G.W.R. and the S.R. Each combine, as Mr. Belton explained to me, was to consist of Constituent Companies, that is, the larger lines in its territory, and Subsidiary Companies, the smaller lines. All these Companies, Constituent as well as Subsidiary, were to lose their identities in the digestive processes of four monster corporations. "
"Poor Hugh! He so wanted to be a normal young man - to be healthy and strong, able to work, to go courting, to get married, have a family. But I never went with him again to the house in the trees, because the next time we visited Newport Mon he was dead."
"One day in downcast mood I walked
Along the busy street,
Sick of my useless self - and then
A child's voice did me greet.
'Please, sir, I want to cross the road,'
The child to me did say;
'Please will you take me over, sir?'
I could not answer nay
Because the child looked up at me
Without a doubt that I
Was fit and fearless, being man
Standing six feet high.
So through the traffic I set out,
Small hand in large hand thrust -
A hopeless life in which a child
Had placed a perfect trust.
My eyes were wet with tears, though they
Weren't tears of grief, but glee-
For I felt strong because a child
Felt strong through being with me!"
"Poor Hugh! He so wanted to be a normal young man - to be healthy and strong, able to work, to go courting, to get married, have a family. But I never went with him again to the house in the trees, because the next time we visited Newport Mon he was dead."
"One day in downcast mood I walked
Along the busy street,
Sick of my useless self - and then
A child's voice did me greet.
'Please, sir, I want to cross the road,'
The child to me did say;
'Please will you take me over, sir?'
I could not answer nay
Because the child looked up at me
Without a doubt that I
Was fit and fearless, being man
Standing six feet high.
So through the traffic I set out,
Small hand in large hand thrust -
A hopeless life in which a child
Had placed a perfect trust.
My eyes were wet with tears, though they
Weren't tears of grief, but glee-
For I felt strong because a child
Felt strong through being with me!"
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