Quotes from Hermann Broch

The world has always gone through periods of madness so as to advance a bit on the road to reason.

Romanticism is the mother of kitsch and that there are moments when the child becomes so like its mother that one cannot differentiate between them

What's important is promising something to the people, not actually keeping those promises. The people have always lived on hope alone.

Those who live by the sea can hardly form a single thought of which the sea would not be part.

While love ceaselessly strives toward that which lies at the hiddenmost center, hatred only perceives the topmost surface . . .

Yo creo que el honor es un sentimiento muy vivo, pero también estoy convencido de que las formas ya superadas están llenas de apatía y de que hace falta un cansancio infinito para entregarse a un convencionalismo romántico y muerto del sentimiento. Se tiene que estar desesperado, perdido...

Çünkü asl?nda hiçbir ÅŸey gelmiyordu ÅŸairin elinden, hiçbir kötülüÄŸün ortadan kald?r?lmas?na yard?mc? olam?yordu; yaln?zca dünyay? ihtiÅŸama boÄŸup yücelttiÄŸinde kulak veriliyordu ona, yoksa olduÄŸu haliyle anlatt???nda deÄŸil. Sadece yalan, ünün ta kendisiydi, yoksa bilgi deÄŸil

Yacían juntos en silencio y miraban el techo de la habitación, donde se dibujaban unas líneas amarillentas que procedían de las rendijas de las persianas: parecían el tórax de un esqueleto. Después Joachim se durmió y, cuando Elisabeth se dio cuenta, no pudo evitar una sonrisa. Y después se durmió también.

Tiktai tada mane ap?m? tikroji vienat?, ne užm?rytoji, netikroji, kuriai tamsu tarp sien? ir dar tamsiau už j?, o didžioji vienatv?, kuri yra šviesi kaip sodas be tvoros...

The ultimate justification of mathematics lies beyond mathematics and yet in it; the divine end of Being lies beyond Love and yet is Love--oh, shining spouse, oh dark death, strange confusion of spheres.

Perché il futuro è sempre una funzione dello spirito e della conoscenza.

There is no genuine task without earthly roots, none possible of solution without an earthly starting point.

Political indifference is closely linked to ethical depravity.

Nes visa tai ?vyko plakant mano širdžiai; buvo v?jas, saul? ir debesys, visi jie sruvo per mano šird? ir per mano rankas.

o iš negirdim? mano b?ties gelmi? v?l pakyla nuostaba: setbiuosi, kad esu žmogus, žmogus miške, per rasas ir per dien? žengiantis žmogus, jau pamiršt?s vakarykšt? liet? ir šiandienos saul?, pats tuojs išgaruosiantis rasos lašas, pats pasijunt?s gegut?s kukavimu, ir strazdo giesme, pats sklindantis nuo vieno krašto iki kito ir sugr?žtantis tik kur?ioje tyloje.

siauras, pailgas ir li?dnas virš keter? pakibo m?nulio pjautuvas, užsimoj?s pj??iai, bet nekertantis.

Tromo probavljanje života, tromo probavljanje sudbine, govorilo je nešto u njemu i vratilo ga zadovoljna u današnjicu: neka nedjelja istekne i ponikne, neka žaluzine ostanu zatvorene, iza?i ?e to na dobro.

Il est des soirs de printemps dont le crépuscule outrepasse les limites que lui prescrit l'astronomie.

No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deacesed inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humanities.

ESCH (sumido en sus pensamientos): En sueños, la verdad camina siempre con muletas... (Da un golpe sobre la mesa.) El mundo entero camina con muletas... Un aborto que cojea.

Ah! - dice il romantico, e indossa l'abito di un sistema estraneo di valori: - Ah! Ora sono dei vostri e non sono più solo. Ah! - dice l'esteta, e indossa lo stesso abito: - io resto solo, ma questo è un bell'abito! - l'esteta nella sfera del romanticismo rappresenta il principio del male.

Gürültüden kaçmak, kendini kitlenin uÄŸultusuna, o bir yanarda??nkini and?ran, yeralt?ndan gelen, hiç bitmeyecekmiÅŸ gibi aral?ks?z süren, tembel dalgalar halinde alana yay?lan uÄŸultuya kapamak için art?k hayattan kopar?l?rcas?na al?n?p götürülme düÅŸüncesi, hiç kuÅŸkusuz çekici gelen bir düÅŸünceydi;

Dream, oh dream! As long as we are at our versing we do not go away, as long as we remain steadfast in the interrealm of our night-day we present one another with every dream-hope, with all longed-for communion, with every hope of love, and therefore, my little brother, for the sake of that hope, for the sake of that yearning, never again depart from me.

O senhor realmente está querendo chamar a honra de inércia do sentimento?