Author of quotes: Charles de Coster. Page 1

If Ulenspiegel came home and complained that he had been beaten, Claes gave him another mallet for not beating the others.

An owl is one who cleverly steals, so that you can’t grab him by the collar, who defends the guilty and accuses the right, who lets a widow around the world, robs an orphan and, like others bathe in blood, bathes in luxury.

An owl is a politician who puts on the guise of free-thinking, incorruptibility, philanthropy and, seizing a moment, plunges a knife into the back of any one victim, or even an entire nation.

I am an owl, an ugly owl, I kill to feed myself and to feed my chicks - I do not kill for the sake of killing. You accuse me of sometimes destroying a brood of birds, but you exterminate everything that lives.

Perhaps it seemed strange to you to imagine Wisdom in the form of a gloomy and ugly bird, a friend of darkness, which, as inaudibly as death itself, swoops in and kills. And yet you have something in common with me. Haven't there been hazy dawns in the life of each of you, with a dim beam illuminating the pavements, littered with the corpses of men, women, children? What is your policy based on since you rule the world? On massacre and slaughter.

It is not necessary to mourn those who died for the truth.

My skin is delicate; her only slightly touch the blade and the hole.

Who wants to fool a reasonable answer, the fool.

Happy is he who in the dark days preserve purity of heart.

From the ashes arose seven other images. One of them said:
- Before my name was Pride, and now I am called a Noble pride. Talking other then Greed was transformed into a Thrift, Anger - in Liveliness, Gluttony in Appetite, Envy - in the event len - the Dream of poets and sages. But Lust, just sitting on a goat, turned into a beautiful woman whose name was Love.

Do not drink more, ' said Eulenspiegel. - Drinking a hastily useful only for the kidneys. More good libation will bring those who have absolutely no fault.

The more expensive us of our beloved, the more we become attached to them. Exactly the same goes for people. The more we pull, the more they love us.

When winter comes, even the mighty oaks fall leaves.

- Mr. donkey, he said my dear, you're running for two or three miserable heads, thistles, and a whole field of thistles you quit. Similarly, do people: some chase with flowers of fame that fortune holds in front of them, the others colors of the profits, and others - for the flowers of love. And in the end they, like you, convinced that chasing a little behind also left something more important - health, work, peace and coziness.