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Bayan Üye
"I can easily imagine belonging to one man for my entire life, but he would have to be a whole man, a man who would dominate me, who would subjugate me by his innate strength, do you understand? And every man - I know this very well - as soon as he falls in love becomes weak, pliable, ridiculous. He puts himself into the woman's hands, kneels down before her. The only man whom I could love permanently would be he before whom I should have to kneel."
~ Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch (Venus in Furs)
"I am having sex with you now. I am inside you. But really this is nothing. It doesn't matter. It is nothing but the joining of two bodies. All we are doing is telling each other things that can only be told by the rubbing together of two imperfect lumps of flesh. By doing this, we are sharing our imperfection."
~ Haruki Murakami (The Norwegian Wood)
Look, sometimes I find that my hands have become aware of each other,
or that my time-worn face shelters itself inside them.
That gives me a slight sensation.
But who would dare to exist, just for that?
[...]
Who are you?
Early successes, Creation's pampered favorites,
mountain-ranges, peaks growing red in the dawn of all beginning,--
pollen of the flowering godhead, joints of pure light,
corridors, stairways, thrones, space formed from essence,
shields made of ecstasy, storms of emotion whirled into rapture, and suddenly alone:
mirrors, which scoop up the beauty that has streamed from their face
and gather it back, into themselves, entire.
But we, when moved by deep feeling, evaporate; we breathe ourselves out and away;
~ Rainer Maria Rilke (The second Duino Elegy)
The cosmic process is rushing, crushing life, back to granite and methane; the wheel rolls for the whole being. Everything is against us. And these... these madmen... react to granite, to dust, to the lust of non-existence; they wish to aid Nature.
~ Philip K. Dick (The Man in the High Castle)
"She couldn't see anything around her; she didn't know whether it was summer, autumn or winter, if she was walking along the beach or around a power plant, and if she walked, it was because a restless soul demands movement; it cannot sit still because if it does, it'll feel the pain, and it will be sheer agony. It's as if your teeth ached: something forces you to move, to go to Hell and back; there is no reason to this story; movement cannot alleviate pain, but without knowing, the aching tooth beckons you, begs you to move."
~ Milan Kundera (Immortality)
"How are you?... that is what we say when we do not wish to play the weakling, we say Fine, even though we may be dying, and this is commonly known as taking one's courage in both hands, a phenomenon that has only been observed in the human species."
"What fragile walls we'd make, a mere stone in the middle of the road without any hope other than to see the enemy trip over it."
"We all have our moments of weakness, just as well that we are still capable of weeping, tears are often our salvation, there are times when we would die if we did not weep."
~ José Saramago (Blindness)
"MORANZONE: Oh, in my time, boy, have I walked i' the moon,
Swore I would live on kisses and on blisses,
Swore I would die for love, and did not die,
Wrote love bad verses; ay, and sung them badly,
Like all true lovers. Oh, I have done the tricks!
I know the partings and the chamberings;
We are all animals at best, and love
Is merely a passion with a holy name."
~ Oscar Wilde (The Duchess of Padua)
"Why, he wondered, did so many people spend their lives not trying to find answers to questions - not even thinking of questions, to begin with? Was there anything more exciting in life than seeking answers?"
~ Isaac Asimov (Prelude to Foundation)
"Genesis is a great lie; but it is also a great poem; and a six-thousand-year-old womb is much warmer than one that stretches for two thousand million."
~ John Fowles (The French Lieutenant's Woman)
"What's this thing that guys have for girls with long hair? Fascists, the whole bunch of them! Why do guys all think girls with long hair are the classiest, the sweetest, the most feminine? I mean, I myself know at least 250 unclassy girls with long hair. Really"
Haruki Murakami - The Norwegian Wood
~ Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch (Venus in Furs)
"I am having sex with you now. I am inside you. But really this is nothing. It doesn't matter. It is nothing but the joining of two bodies. All we are doing is telling each other things that can only be told by the rubbing together of two imperfect lumps of flesh. By doing this, we are sharing our imperfection."
~ Haruki Murakami (The Norwegian Wood)
Look, sometimes I find that my hands have become aware of each other,
or that my time-worn face shelters itself inside them.
That gives me a slight sensation.
But who would dare to exist, just for that?
[...]
Who are you?
Early successes, Creation's pampered favorites,
mountain-ranges, peaks growing red in the dawn of all beginning,--
pollen of the flowering godhead, joints of pure light,
corridors, stairways, thrones, space formed from essence,
shields made of ecstasy, storms of emotion whirled into rapture, and suddenly alone:
mirrors, which scoop up the beauty that has streamed from their face
and gather it back, into themselves, entire.
But we, when moved by deep feeling, evaporate; we breathe ourselves out and away;
~ Rainer Maria Rilke (The second Duino Elegy)
The cosmic process is rushing, crushing life, back to granite and methane; the wheel rolls for the whole being. Everything is against us. And these... these madmen... react to granite, to dust, to the lust of non-existence; they wish to aid Nature.
~ Philip K. Dick (The Man in the High Castle)
"She couldn't see anything around her; she didn't know whether it was summer, autumn or winter, if she was walking along the beach or around a power plant, and if she walked, it was because a restless soul demands movement; it cannot sit still because if it does, it'll feel the pain, and it will be sheer agony. It's as if your teeth ached: something forces you to move, to go to Hell and back; there is no reason to this story; movement cannot alleviate pain, but without knowing, the aching tooth beckons you, begs you to move."
~ Milan Kundera (Immortality)
"How are you?... that is what we say when we do not wish to play the weakling, we say Fine, even though we may be dying, and this is commonly known as taking one's courage in both hands, a phenomenon that has only been observed in the human species."
"What fragile walls we'd make, a mere stone in the middle of the road without any hope other than to see the enemy trip over it."
"We all have our moments of weakness, just as well that we are still capable of weeping, tears are often our salvation, there are times when we would die if we did not weep."
~ José Saramago (Blindness)
"MORANZONE: Oh, in my time, boy, have I walked i' the moon,
Swore I would live on kisses and on blisses,
Swore I would die for love, and did not die,
Wrote love bad verses; ay, and sung them badly,
Like all true lovers. Oh, I have done the tricks!
I know the partings and the chamberings;
We are all animals at best, and love
Is merely a passion with a holy name."
~ Oscar Wilde (The Duchess of Padua)
"Why, he wondered, did so many people spend their lives not trying to find answers to questions - not even thinking of questions, to begin with? Was there anything more exciting in life than seeking answers?"
~ Isaac Asimov (Prelude to Foundation)
"Genesis is a great lie; but it is also a great poem; and a six-thousand-year-old womb is much warmer than one that stretches for two thousand million."
~ John Fowles (The French Lieutenant's Woman)
"What's this thing that guys have for girls with long hair? Fascists, the whole bunch of them! Why do guys all think girls with long hair are the classiest, the sweetest, the most feminine? I mean, I myself know at least 250 unclassy girls with long hair. Really"
Haruki Murakami - The Norwegian Wood
