I stedet for å beordre sine menn fremad, sto Cæsar og stirret ned å strømhvirvlene i Rubicon uten å si et ord. Ingen visste hva som rørte seg i tankene hans. Romerne hadde et ord for slike øyeblikk. De kalte det discrimen – en kort stund i intens spenning da et helt livsverk kunne stå […]
Maximillian Robspierre was nothing but the hand of Jean Jacques Rousseau, the bloody hand that drew from the womb of time the body whose soul Rousseau had created. Heinrich Heine Zur Geschichte der Religion und Philosophie in Deutschland (1834)
Daylight again, following me to bed I think about a hundred years ago, how my fathers bled I think I see a valley, covered with bones in blue All the brave soldiers that cannot get older been askin’ after you Hear the past a callin’, from Armageddon’s side When everyone’s talkin’ and noone is listenin’, […]
What then is music? …. It exists between thought and phenomenon, like a twilight medium, it stands between spirit and matter, related to and yet different from both; it is spirit, but spirit governed by time, it is matter, but matter that can manage without space. Heinrich Heine On the French Stage: Intimate Letters to […]
Coldly, sadly descends The autumn evening. the Field Strewn with its dank yellow drifts Of withered leaves, and the elms, Fade into dimness apace, Silent; – hardly a shout From a few boys late at their play! Matthew Arnold Rugby Chapel, November 1857 (1867)
I am never one of those who think that the people are never in the wrong. They have been so, frequently and outrageously, both in other countries and in this. But I do say, that in all disputes between them and their rulers, the presumption is at least upon a par in favour of thee […]
Wild dark times are rumbling towards us, and the prophet who wishes to write a new apocalypse will have to invent entirely new beasts, and beasts so terrible that the ancient animal symbols of Saint John will seem like cooing doves and cupids in comparison. Heinrich Heine (1797-1856) Lutezia 1855
All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full. Ecclesiastes ch. 1
När rätten vacklar ock det onda segrar, då träder själv Jag fram, o Bharata. Jag föds på nytt i varje tidevarv till dygdens skydd, till lastens undergång, och för att lägga säker grund för rätten. (IV, 7-8.) Bhagavad-Gita
In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, Let there be light; and there was light. Genesis
