Book: Tonio Kröger

I stand between two worlds, never feeling at home, and because I have cool.

To start at the beginning. But is it worth it? It came to nothing lead. All will be as it was. Because other stray just because the right of way exists.

If you're obsessed with some idea, it lies in wait for you at every step, even in the air you can smell her scent.

And now that I've become something of a celebrity, would you laugh at me? Yes, of course, and you'd be right three times! Even if I alone created the Ninth Symphony, "the World as will and representation" and "the last judgment" - you still would have the right to laugh...

With a burning face he stood in a dark corner, suffering because of you, blond, cheerful lucky, and then, alone, went to her room. Someone would have to come now! Ingeborg would have come to notice that he was gone, sneaking out behind him and laying a hand on his shoulder, say: "Come to us! Cheer up! I love you!.." But she didn't come.

We humans invented the Telegraph and the telephone, and lots of other modern innovations, - that is true. And as you look at the stars, just realize that in essence we are only worms, miserable worms, and nothing more.

Let now stands as the water dropped and repents that he believed if with Laurel tree of art can disrupt even a single piece of paper without paying for it with his life.

The Kingdom of art on earth expands, and the realm of health and innocence is getting smaller. It would be necessary carefully to protect what's left of it, and not try to deceive the poetry of people who are just interesting books about horses, illustrated by instantaneous photographs.

Friend! Believe, I would be proud and happy to find my friend among the people. But still friends I was the only among the demons, kobolds, like witches and ghosts, deaf to the voice of life, - in other words, among the literati.

Our skepticism, our sullen reticence people often take EA limitations, whereas in fact we are just proud and cowardly.

A writer at heart doesn't understand that life can continue and she is not ashamed to go on as usual, and after she "reprimanded", "exhausted".

Another, no less attractive side of giftedness - satiety, indifference, indifference, wearily ironic attitude to the truth; it is no secret that in the circle of smart, experienced people is always a silent hopelessness.

"Loyalty! thought Tonio kröger. - I'll be true to you, will love you, Ingeborg, as long as I'm alive!"
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He circled around the altar, on which burned the fire of his love, bowed the knee before him, carefully supported and nurtured this flame, because I wanted to be faithful. But more time passed, and the sacred fire, without any flashes and crackling quietly faded away.
And Tonio kröger continued to stand before the cold altar, amazed and frustrated that faithfulness on earth does not happen. Then he shrugged and went on his way.