Quotes About Revelation

Autobiography is only to be trusted when it reveals something disgraceful.

You are rotting away. You are falling to pieces. What are you? A bag of filth. Now turn round and look into that mirror again. Do you see that thing facing you? That is the last man. If you are human, that is humanity.

Era uno de esos ensueños que, a pesar de utilizar toda la escenografía onírica habitual, son una continuación de nuestra vida intelectual y en los que nos damos cuenta de hechos e ideas que siguen teniendo un valor después del despertar.

He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken.

Alguns anos antes-quantos?-devia fazer uns sete anos-ele sonhara que estava andando em um aposento completamente às escuras. E alguém sentado a um lado disse,quando ele passou:Ainda nos encontraremos no lugar onde não há escuridão. Isso foi dito com muita tranquilidade, de forma quase despreocupada-era uma afirmação, não era uma ordem.

Now that you've seen what I'm really like, can you still bear to look at me?

And then a voice from the telescreen was singing: 'Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me: There lie they, and here lie we Under the spreading chestnut tree.' The three men never stirred. But when Winston glanced again at Rutherford's ruinous face, he saw that his eyes were full of tears. And for the first time he noticed, with a kind of inward shudder, and yet not knowing at what he shuddered, that both Aaronson and Rutherford had broken noses.

Spotkamy siÄ™ tam, gdzie nie ma mroku.

Era como un fantasma solitario diciendo una verdad que nadie oiría nunca.

To believe that Trump showed us who we really are is no different from believing that Obama showed us who we really are. Narcissism is expressed in extremes of self-contempt as well as self-adoration. Both are paralyzing.

On ne le trouve pas quand on le cherche; il vient à nous quand nous ne l'attendons pas.

And I woslike: O wow.

Love, love, I know what you are.

Of suddenly remembering what was lost.

Show your cock, she says, and dies again.

Humor is what happens when we're told the truth quicker and more directly than we're used to. The comic is the truth stripped of the habitual, the cushioning, the easy consolation.

She came to him now, stumbling a bit on a swell in the floor of this stranger's house.

Humor is what happens when we're told the truth quicker and more directly than we're used to. The comic is the truth stripped of the habitual, the cushioning, the easy consolation.

The news brought by annunciations not only stays new; it can be unendurable in its ambiguity.

Anything will give up its secrets if you love it enough. Not only have I found that when I talk to the little flower or to the little peanut they will give up their secrets, but I have found that when I silently commune with people they give up their secrets also - if you love them enough

Only literature could reveal the process of breaking the law - without which the law would have no end - independently of the necessity to create order.

The announcement of a vast project is always its betrayal.

È conoscendo meglio la vittima che in genere si scopre l'assassino.

He rarely spoke about his job, and even more rarely expressed an opinion about men and their institutions. He distrusted ideas, as they were always too rigid to reflect reality, which, as he knew from experience, was very fluid. It was only with his friend Pardon, the doctor from Rue Popincourt, that he sometimes, after dinner, came out with what might, at a pinch, pass for revelations.