Unangenehme Hektik strömte von ihm aus. Er wirkte, als käme er aus einer Welt, in der die Rolltreppen schneller fahren, sich automatische Türen rascher öffnen, in der jeder rennt statt zu gehen und die Stunde nur fünfzig Minuten dauert.
They were failing by the hundreds and thousands in their attempt to fill the shoes of a man like the Emperor, but she dared to call the Archive chaos. What did she call the mess the self-appointed Provisional Council was creating out there? What word did she have for the infinite loss of direction in the souls of the people whose lives they had destroyed? What word for the deterioration of morality, for the spreading degeneracy? How would she describe the results of their limitless failure?
Religion war eine Art Regenschirm. Bei schönem Wetter denkt man überhaupt nicht an seinen Regenschirm. Erst wenn es regnet, fällt er einem wieder ein.
Doubt was probably a sickness he was born with, and fighting against it was his lot in life...
Es ist immer dasselbe. Die Titanic sinkt, aber das Orchester spielt weiter... Nur das es diesmal überhaut keine Rettungsboote gibt.
Nothing is more difficult to exterminate than religion, no matter how false it may be.
Im Grunde genommen geht es immer noch um den Satz, den ich damals auf meinen Gaderobespiegel geschrieben habe und dessen Ende weggewischt hatte: "Ich passe auf mich auf, aber falls mir etwas passieren sollte..." Die Sache ist die, dass man das nicht einfach wegwischen kann. Falls man nicht gerade beschlossen hat, blind und feig durchs Leben zu gehen, muss man eine Antwort finden auf die Frage, wie dieser Satz weitergehen soll. Und man kann die Frage, was man sich wünscht für die Zeit nach seinem Tod, nicht beantworten, ohne sich darüber im Klaren zu sein, was man sich wahrhaft wünscht für die Zeit davor.
It only becomes art if it touches other people.
I was born into this world without knowing what life was all about. Only power promised fulfillment in life, and I have pursued it--long enough to recognize that it's a false promise and that this road leads to nothing. But I tried. Even if we get no answers to our questions, it is the inalienable right of every living being to search for them--by all means, on all paths, and with all strength. What I did was only what I had a right to do.
Now he had to decide--what was the right thing to do? Something that required courage. Something that was frightening, because the unknown was lying in wait on the other side.
The politics of the day didn't interest her. What captivated her were historical events and developments and the millennia that preceded them.
But shame is like a wound that is never exposed and therefore never heals.
Nargant often noticed how his own thought processes made endless twists and turns, even to reach totally insignificant decisions, and how much energy he wasted, almost without thinking about it, trying to protect himself on all sides against all eventualities.
It seems to me, dear sister, that you still think the important thing is to become like everybody else. In reality, the important thing is to become different from the others, to discover your uniqueness. You're a rebel by birth, but that doesn't mean much. Your own rebellion is still ahead of you.
Your problem, Nagrant,' he declared, 'is that your education was unconnected with the practical reality of life. You grew up believing that rules are more important than all the facts you could ever uncover, and that the slightest disobedience is deadly.
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