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1 " There are books, that one has for twenty years without reading them, that one always keeps at hand, that one takes along from city to city, from country to country, carefully packed, even when there is very little room, and perhaps one leafs through them while removing them from a trunk; yet one carefully refrains from reading even a complete sentence. Then after twenty years, there comes a moment when suddenly, as though under a high compulsion, one cannot help taking in such a book from beginning to end, at one sitting: it is like a revelation. Now one knows why one made such a fuss about it. It had to be with one for a long time; it had to travel; it had to occupy space; it had to be a burden; and now it has reached the goal of its voyage, now it reveals itself, now it illuminates the twenty bygone years it mutely lived with one. It could not say so much if it had not been there mutely the whole time, and what idiot would dare to assert that the same things had always been in it. "
― Elias Canetti , The Human Province
2 " A tormenting thought: as of a certain point, history was no longer real. Without noticing it, all mankind suddenly left reality; everything happening since then was supposedly not true; but we supposedly didn't notice. Our task would now be to find that point, and as long as we didn't have it, we would be forced to abide in our present destruction. "
3 " I want to keep smashing myself until I am whole. "
4 " Nothing among all human emotions is more beautiful and more hopeless than the wish to be loved for oneself alone. Who are you anyway, next to countless others, to deserve such preference ? We do not want to be interchangeable; let no one be able to pinch-it for us. A figurative unmistakability claiming to be spatial and siritual. As though the earth had only one heaven, and heaven only one earth, we lay claim to the validity of both and, if we have one, we want to be the other. In reality, however, we are filled with planets, and countless heavens open their doors to us. "
5 " Savor powerlessness, after power, in every phase that matches it precisely; replace every old triumph with the new defeat; strengthen yourself on your weakness; win yourself back when so very lost. "
6 " Düşünceler zorla birbirinden ayrı tutulmalı. Saçlar gibi, çok kolay birbirlerine dolanırlar.***Eski Keltlerde savaşçılarla ölüler arasındaki yığın ilişkisi için somut bir söylem vardı. Savaşa gittiklerinde, her erkek eline bir taş alır ve ötekilerle birlikte onu bir yığına atardı. Savaştan geri dönüldüğünde, her erkek yeniden bir taş alırdı: Bunu yapamayan şehitlerin taşları ise olduğu yerde kalırdı. Böylece ölüler için kendiliğinden taştan bir anıt oluşurdu. Geri dönenlerin böylece savaşa gitmiş olanların sayısından çıkarılması, ölüler yığınına ilişkin ilginç bir duyguyu dile getirmektedir: Savaş alanında veya düşman saflarında kalmış olanların yerini taşlardan oluşma bir anıt almıştır.***O, gazetede neler yazacağını hep önceden bilir ve bu yüzden de gazeteyi satırı satırına okumak zorundadır.***Gökyüzü, derinliklerinin görülmesini ister ve bunu şimşeklerle anımsatır.***Bazen insan herhangi birine en iyi ve en önemli şeylerini anlatır. Bu yüzden utanmaya gerek yoktur, çünkü insan her zaman kulaklara konuşmaz. Sözcükler var olabilmek için söylenebilmek isterler.***İnsanın daha iyi olmak istediği söylenir, oysa istenen sadece bunu daha kolay yapabilmektir. "
7 " One lives in the naive notion that "later" there will be more room than in the entire past. "
