Quotes from Stefan Zweig

I could never bring myself to read through contracts or arrangements destined for my scrutiny and subject to my care. In truth this was not so much a philosophical mistrust for the worldly, the mundane and transitory—no, rather it was unpardonable infantile idleness and gross negligence. I would rather do anything than read through a contract.

Alles existierte nur insofern, als es Bezug hatte auf Dich, alles in meiner Existenz hatte nur Sinn, wenn es mit Dir verbunden war.

Nada despierta más la inteligencia que una sospecha apasionada, nada desarrolla más las facultades de una mente inmadura que un rastro que huye hacia la oscuridad

Once a man has found himself, there is nothing in this world that he can lose.

içi soÄŸuk olan her insan gibi, kendisi yanmadan tutku ateÅŸiyle sar?lm?? olmaktan hoÅŸlan?yordu.

But after all, time is strong, and age has the curious power of devaluing all our feelings.

Tierna, esbelta. graciosa, encantadora, juguetona y coqueta. aquella muchacha de diecinueve años se convierte desde el primer momento en la diosa del rococó, el prototipo de la moda y del gusto dominantes

Neque turpis mors forti viro potest accedere. Para las almas fuertes no hay muerte ignominiosa.

Ich war durch meine fürchterliche Situation gezwungen, diese Spaltung in ein Ich Schwarz und ein Ich Weiß zumindest zu versuchen, um nicht erdrückt zu werden von dem grauenhaften Nichts um mich.

How to remain free? How to preserve the incorruptible lucidity of my spirit faced with all the threats and dangers of sectarian turmoil?

We have all known it: even when closed in, the soul cannot remain at peace when the world beyond is in uproar. Through walls and windows we receive the tremors of the time; you might win a moment's respite, but you cannot withdraw completely from the world.

C'était la première fois que je souffrais de ce sort de n'être pas reconnue de toi, ce sort qu'une vie entière j'ai subi et avec lequel je m'en vais; inconnue, toujours inconnue à tes yeux

How to escape the tyrannical demands that the state and Church seek to impose on me? How to protect that unique part of my soul against enforced submission to rules and measures dictated from outside?

How to safeguard the deepest region of my spirit and its matter which belongs to me alone, my body, my health, my thoughts, my feelings, from the danger of being sacrificed to the deranged prejudices of others, to serve interests which are not my own?

Inflation, unemployment, the political crises and, not least, the folly of lands abroad, had made the German people restless; a tremendous desire for order animated all circles of the German people, to whom order had always been more important than freedom and justice. And anyone who promised order – even Goethe said that disorder was more distasteful to him than even an injustice – could count on hundreds of thousands of supporters from the start.

He has the sense that up to this moment his life has been a sham; he yearns to live properly, to reflect deeply and ruminate. And it is among his books he hopes to find the solution to the eternal problem of "life and death".

En esta batalla, el fantástico juego de artificios que fue la existencia de Napoleón se dispara fastuosamente hacia los cielos para luego precipitarse de nuevo hacia la tierra y apagarse para siempre.

Nietzsche's own thoughts gathered around him and with which he was entrapped as by an impenetrable bell glass, a solitude wherein there were no flowers or colours or music or beasts or men, a solitude whence even God was excluded, the dead and petrified solitude of some primeval world which existed long ago or may come into being aeons hence.

Her words came tumbling out in pursuit of the images hurrying through her mind.

Robespierre) EÄŸilip bükülürlüÄŸe, dirençsizliÄŸe, baÅŸar? için yaltaklanmalara kar?? beslediÄŸi kinin bütün kat?l???yla, dine baÄŸl? olanlar?n kutsall??a deÄŸer vermeyenlere kar?? duyduÄŸu güvensizlikle küçümsüyor Fouché'yi.

All these young French poets, like the rest of the people, lived for the joy of living in its sublimest form, the creative joy in work.

Montaigne's greatest pleasure is in the search, not the discovery.

La vérité à demi ne vaut rien, il la faut toujours entière.

Só posso vos aconselhar a não vos precipitares; observai tudo com vossos próprios olhos, não mudeis coisa alguma, deixai que tudo siga seu curso, caso contrário o caos e a intriga serão infindos, e vós, meus queridos filhos, seríeis envolvidos em uma trama da qual jamais poderíeis vos libertar.