Book: The life of a loan. Page 10

- You have said that you are a very beautiful woman?
"Yes," said Lilian, rising. - And, moreover, in less primitive terms.

- I know I'll die, she thought. - And you know it better than you, here's the thing, this is why things that you think are just a chaotic conglomeration of sounds for me and crying, and screaming, and dancing; this is why that for you everyday, I take it as happiness, as a gift.

If the prisoner will be offered a choice - to live a year free, and then die or rot in jail, how do you think he should do?

There are plenty of scenery, the game never ends, and anyone who has seen the bare grate in all their horrible nakedness, and did not shrink in fear, - he can imagine an infinite number of scenes with a variety of decorations. Tristan and Isolde never died. Not die neither Romeo and Juliet nor hamlet, nor Faust, nor the first butterfly or the last Requiem". She realized that nothing dies, only experiencing a series of transformations.

What a strange path sometimes chooses the feeling we call love...

The most ordinary feelings is the most intense feelings. And one of them is jealousy.

Courage does not equal the absence of fear; the first involves a consciousness of the danger second - the result of ignorance.

Today you were visiting the bourgeoisie, for whom life is a kitchen, salon and bedroom, where they understand that life is a sailing boat, on which too many sails, so that at any moment she could roll over. You need to get some rest.

- To find himself face to face with death is quite different than talking about it.

- Not true. Almost no one thinks about death until it got really close to him. The tragedy and yet the irony lies in the fact that all people on earth, from the dictator down to the last beggar, act like they will live forever. If we constantly lived with the consciousness of the inevitability of death, we would be more humane and merciful.
And more impatient, desperate and fearful, ' said Lilian, laughing.
And more understanding and generous...
And more selfish...
- And more selfless, because the light did not take.
- In short, we would be about the same as we are now.
Gerard leaned on the arm.
- All except the Tibetan sages and scattered all over the world of eccentrics, on which laughs.
All I wanted to say Lillian, but said nothing. She remembered the sanatorium, where nothing was forgotten, though there is a death ignored, but not to stupid to eke out their days, but because, knowing the inevitability of death, how to overcome your fear.
- Except for the sick, ' said Gerard. - But after three. day after recovery, they forget all solemnly promised myself during my illness.

Every person travels from Brescia to Brescia. So?.. From Toulouse to Toulouse. From complacency to smugness.

Dress is something more than fancy dress. New clothes the person becomes different, although it is not noticeable. The one who really knows how to wear dresses, takes something from them; oddly enough, dresses and people affect each other, and it has nothing to do with rude disguise at the masquerade. Can be adapted to clothing and yet not lose their individuality. Someone who understands that, dress to kill, as most of the women bought their outfits. On the contrary, such a person dresses love and protect. They help him more than any Confessor, than the wrong friends and even a lover.

- What kind of love is not the opposite of truth?
"No," said Lilian, rising. - The opposite of love is death. Bitter enchantment of love help us for a short time to forget about it. Therefore, anyone who is even slightly acquainted with death, familiar and loving. Lillian wore the dress. But it is also a half-truth. Is it possible to be friends with death?
- Of course not. We only know that it is the opposite of life, not love, that's all, but it is doubtful.

Chess give our thoughts in a different direction. They are so far from all human... from doubt and anguish... it's so abstract that it's comforting. Chess is a world in itself, not knowing neither vanity nor death.