"Nach Innen geht der geheimnißvolle Weg. In uns, oder nirgends ist die Ewigkeit mit ihren Welten, die Vergangenheit und Zukunft."
Blütenstaub § 16, Novalis
Sonntag, 24. Juni 2012
Montag, 18. Juni 2012
Sonntag, 17. Juni 2012
“If the sun were to explode, you wouldn’t even know about it for eight
minutes. For eight minutes, the world would still be bright and it would
still feel warm.”
“It was a year since my dad died, and I could feel my eight minutes with him running out,” Oskar said. “There had to be a lock. I would find it because he wanted me to find it. And I would find it because it was the only way I could stretch my eight minutes with him. Maybe I could stretch them forever.”
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer
“It was a year since my dad died, and I could feel my eight minutes with him running out,” Oskar said. “There had to be a lock. I would find it because he wanted me to find it. And I would find it because it was the only way I could stretch my eight minutes with him. Maybe I could stretch them forever.”
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer
Freitag, 15. Juni 2012
Donnerstag, 14. Juni 2012
Montag, 4. Juni 2012
Samstag, 2. Juni 2012
"Wenn Monsieur de Charlus Jupien anblickte, richtete er es so ein, dass sein Blick ausdrücklich etwas besagte, was ihn den Blicken ganz ungleich machte, die man gemeinhin für eine Person verwendet, die man wenig oder gar nicht kennt. Er starrte Jupien auf die besondere Weise eines Menschen an, der einem gleich darauf sagen wird "Verzeihen Sie meine Aufdringlichkeit, aber auf ihrem Rücken hängt ein länger weißer Faden."
Marcel Proust, "Auf der Suche nach der verlorenen Zeit"
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