Author of quotes: Thomas Mann. Page 3

After all, when I say only the eye, they appeal to "you", even if the lip never said "you".

Like time, space produces oblivion; it achieves this by freeing man from the usual connections with everyday life, transferring it to some initial arbitrary condition, and even the pedant and Philistine suddenly able to turn into a drifter.

The offense must be inflicted intentionally, otherwise it is not resentment.

Oh, love is nothing if not madness, of folly, if it is not forbidden if the fear of bad. Otherwise, she's just sweet vulgarity, fit to serve as a theme for the innocent songs...

Wherever you are, the world is a narrow circle in which they live, learn and act; the rest is fog...

For the indifference, I know it would be a kind of happiness...

I confess I do not always fall into the hands of the book, able to fill a number of hours; however, sometimes you without any success trying to imagine the piano sitting by the window, Smoking, and you inevitably envelops the feeling of disgust towards the world and oneself; again seizes you fear, the wretched fright, and you jump up, go out to have fun, like a real happy fellow with a shrug, to see some workers, spiritually and financially too poor to idleness and enjoyment.

Because the internal experiences of the person, the stronger, the more than remote, quieter, besstrashnye he lives outside - isn't it?

Freedom - a synonym of subjectivity, and the last one day becomes intolerable to itself; sooner or later, desperate in their own creative resources, she begins to seek refuge in the objective. Freedom is always prone to dialectical transition into its opposite. She very soon sees himself constrained, in obedience to the law, rule, need, system, - why she, however, never ceases to be freedom.

The poem can't be too good to make a good song. Music is much more appropriate where you want to gild the mediocre.

Despite all logical and moral rigor, which she wants to cover music, I think, is still involved in the world of spirits, and I do not vouch for its complete trustworthiness in matters of human reason and human dignity. And the fact that I, in spite of being said, with all my heart devoted to her, is one of the good or detrimental contradictions inherent in human nature.

Anti-communism - the greatest folly of the XX century.

Time has no divisions or markings indicating its current; no thunder, nor lightning, nor the roar of the pipes does not announce the coming of the New year. Even when a new century is beginning, only we mortals who ring the bell and shoot guns.

No, know nothing, and therefore we have no right to assume the worst.