Long only for what you have.
André Gide
Born: November 22, 1869 Died: February 19, 1951
André Paul Guillaume Gide (22 November 1869 – 19 February 1951) was a French author and winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1947.
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- André Paul Guillaume Gide (French (fr))
Leo demasiado; todo eso fermenta.
Счастье не продается готовым, а только по мерке. Я уезжаю завтра; я знаю: я старался выкроить это счастье по своему росту… сохраняйте мирное счастье домашнего очага.
C'est dans l'extraordinaire que je me sens le plus naturel.
Être aveugle pour se croire heureux. Croire qu'on y voit clair pour ne pas chercher à y voir puisque : L'on ne peut se voir que malheureux.
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Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has courage to lose sight of the shore
How happy Ménalque is, I thought, since he has nothing! As for me, I am suffering because I want to conserve things. What importance is all this in the end?
Rather than recount his life as he has lived it, he must live his life as he will recount it.
Wild animals passed on their way under the leaves; each track was an arterial road; and when I stooped and looked at the earth close to, I saw, from leaf to leaf and flower to flower, a moving host of insects.
Those [who] assiduously fabricate for themselves a self-conscious originality, and after having made a choice of certain practices, their principal preoccupation is never to depart from them, to remain for ever on their guard and allow themselves not a moment's relaxation.
"Oh," I thought, "without a doubt, everything in my life is falling to pieces. Nothing that my hand grasps can my hand hold."
So as long as we live among men, let us cherish humanity.
And suddenly I was seized with a desire, a craving, something more furious and more imperious than I had ever felt before — to live! I want to live! I will live. I clenched my teeth, my hands, concentrated my whole being in this wild, grief-stricken endeavour towards existence.
I looked at myself in the mirror and didn't like what I saw.
Solo las almas muy banales alcanzan fácilmente la expresión sincera de su personalidad. Pues una personalidad nueva solo se expresa sinceramente en una forma nueva. La frase que nos es personal ha de ser tan particularmente difícil de tensar como el arco de Ulises