Det er fornuften, det menneskespecifikke, der fra et konservativt synspunkt er «farlig», fordi den kan bedrage. Fornuften gør mennesket mere dyrisk end noget dyr, siger Goethe i Faust. Når menneskene er gode, hvorfor er de det så ikke? spørger Storm P. Konservativ så det gør noget Henrik Gade Jensen
Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together! For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up. For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set […]
Listening to you, I get the music. Gazing at you, I get the heat. Following you, I climb the mountains. I get excitement at your feet. Right behind you, I see the millions. On you, I see the glory. From you, I get opinions. From you, I get the story. The Who We’re Not Gonna […]
Be for oss Vi var det dere er Dere skal bli det vi er — Pregate per noi Fummo quello che siete Sarete quello che siamo (Gravskrift et sted i Midt-Italia)
Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered and said, If we assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? but who can withhold himself from speaking? Behold, thou hast instructed many, and thou hast strengthened the weak hands. Thy words have upholden him that was falling, and thou hast strengthened the feeble knees. But now it […]
Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day: Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes. Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give […]
After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day. And Job spake, and said, Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived. Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon […]
There was a man in the land of Uz, whose name was Job; and that man was perfect and upright, and one that feared God, and eschewed evil. And there were born unto him seven sons and three daughters. His substance also was seven thousand sheep, and three thousand camels, and five hundred yoke of […]
Och vem har sagt att just du kom till världen för att få lycka och solsken på färden? Att under stjärnornas glans bli purrad uti en skans att få en kyss eller två i en yrande dans? Ja, vem har sagt att just du skall ha hörsel och syn, höra böljornas brus och kunna sjunga! […]
Said an aesthete: «What distillation from magic herbs can I find—what distillation, following the recipe of ancient Greco-Syrian magicians— that will bring back to me for one day (if its power doesn’t last longer) or even for a few hours, my twenty-third year, bring back to me my friend of twenty-two, his beauty, his love. […]
