Good God, what an awful state I was in!. I was so thoroughly sick and tired of my whole wretched life that I didn’t find it worth my while to go on fighting in order to hang on to it. The hardships had got the better of me, they had been too gross; I was so strangely ruined, nothing but a shadow of what I once was.
Knut Hamsun from “Hunger”.
Knut Hamsun from “Hunger”.
I loved her, i loved her, I want to melt into her bones. Her absence now felt like I'd been eaten from the inside.
Mark Renton, Skagboys, Irvine Welsh
Mark Renton, Skagboys, Irvine Welsh
Tell me right after snowfall —
Are we alive or have we been buried?
No, be silent for a while, I need not only words
on earth, in heaven, or in the grave.
The Lord did not grant me a roseate sea,
nor strength to get even with my enemies,
but the ability to weep from another's sorrow,
loving, to smile at another's happiness....
Damp soldiers throw snowballs,
they are alone, alone in the whole world...
How pure is the snow, like angels — wingéd,
guilty of nothing, like children.
Boris Ryzhy - Tell me right after snowfall
Are we alive or have we been buried?
No, be silent for a while, I need not only words
on earth, in heaven, or in the grave.
The Lord did not grant me a roseate sea,
nor strength to get even with my enemies,
but the ability to weep from another's sorrow,
loving, to smile at another's happiness....
Damp soldiers throw snowballs,
they are alone, alone in the whole world...
How pure is the snow, like angels — wingéd,
guilty of nothing, like children.
Boris Ryzhy - Tell me right after snowfall