Quotes from Stefan Zweig

Lightly, caressingly, Marie Antoinette picked up the crown as a gift. She was still too young to know that life never gives anything for nothing, and that a price is always exacted for what fate bestows. She did not think she would have to pay a price.

Para qué vivimos, si el viento tras nuestros zapatos ya se está llevando nuestras últimas huellas?

In medicine the use of the knife is often the kinder course.

Being beautiful in itself, youth needs no transfiguration: in its abundance of strong life it is drawn to the tragic, and is happy to let melancholy suck sweetly from its still inexperienced bloom, and the very same phenomenon accounts for the readiness of young people to face danger and reach out a fraternal hand to all spiritual suffering

l'amour, pour toi, ne peut être que quelque chose de léger, revêtant la forme d'un jeu et dénué d'importance ; tu redoutes de t'immiscer dans une destinée. Tu veux t'abandonner sans mesure à toutes les joies du monde, mais tu ne veux pas de sacrifice.

On the day I lost my passport I discovered, at the age of fifty-eight, that losing one's native land implies more than parting with a circumscribed area of soil.

Just as an astronomer, alone in an observatory, watches night after night through a telescope the myriads of stars, their mysterious movements, their changeful medley, their extinction and their flaming-up anew, so did Jacob Mendel, seated at his table in the Cafe Gluck, look through his spectacles into the universe of books, a universe that lies above the world of our everyday life, and, like the stellar universe, is full of changing cycles.

All my life I have been passionately interested in monomaniacs of any kind, people carried away by a single idea. The more one limits oneself, the closer one is to the infinite; these people, as unworldly as they seem, burrow like termites into their own particular material to construct, in miniature, a strange and utterly individual image of the world.

I had an irresistible desire to make a last effort to awaken your memory.

Söz konusu baÅŸkalar?n?n derdi olunca nas?l da daha zeki, daha nesnel oluruz.

Toutes nos créations originales et puissantes sont le fruit d'une concentration, d'une monomanie sublime, proche de la folie.

Bir insan kendisini bulduktan sonra, onun bu dünyada kaybedebileceÄŸi hiçbir ÅŸey yoktur. Ve o kiÅŸi kendi içindeki insanl??? anlad?ktan sonra, bütün insanlar? anlayacakt?r.

El que no tiene patria posee el mundo, el que se ha desprendido de todo posee la vida entera y el que no tiene culpa goza de paz.

The instinct of self-deception in human beings makes them try to banish from their minds dangers of which at the bottom they are perfectly aware by declaring them nonexistent, and a warning such as mine against cheap optimism was bound to prove particularly unwelcome at a moment when a sumptuously laid supper was awaiting for us in the next room.

In the last analysis it seems likely that they were wiser than I, all those friends in Vienna, because they suffered everything only when it really happened, whereas I had already suffered the disaster in advance in my fantasy, and then again when it became reality.

For vanity, too, inebriates; gratitude, too, intoxicates; tenderness, too, can blissfully confuse the senses.

Do not be afraid of my words: a dead woman wants nothing more, she wants neither love nor pity nor consolation.

Bize bir ÅŸey yapmad?lar, sadece mutlak hiçliÄŸe soktular, çünkü dünyada hiçbir ÅŸeyin insan ruhu üzerinde hiçlik kadar bask? yapmayaca?? bilinir....

Dünyay? iÅŸler tutan ÅŸey, umut, yaln?zca umuttu…

happiness would prevail where trees were planted.

Even if I had gone further than in all honesty I should have done, my lies, those lies born of pity, had made her happy; and to make a person happy could never be a crime.

And if I am asked today to advise a young writer who has not yet made up his mind what way to go, I would try to persuade him to devote himself first to the work of someone greater, interpreting or translating him.

Bize hiçbir ÅŸey yapmad?lar, bizi tümüyle hiçliÄŸin içine yerleÅŸtirdiler, çünkü bilindiÄŸi gibi yeryüzünde hiçbir ÅŸey insan ruhuna hiçlik kadar bask? yapmaz.

Y eso era justamente lo que pretendían, que me intoxicara cada vez más con mis propios pensamientos, hasta que ya no pudiera más y los tuviera que escupir, que vomitar, y tuviese que confesar