Using someone's name during a conversation was like a casual caress, like stroking their hair. — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“Still, national politics meant little to him: about as much as paper airplanes would mean to the survivor of a plane crash.” — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“People returning from a journey carry the distances they have traveled with them like outspread wings - until they put the key in their… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“He understood very well that it was just because of this intimacy that their marriage had not survived.” — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“Iemand die van iemand anders houdt, zegt altijd dat dat komt doordat die ander zo mooi is, op een of andere manier, van buiten… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“You could chat with anyone; being silent together without it becoming embarrassing was a lot rarer.” — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“The oldest thing of all is the present, because there's never been anything else but present. No one has ever lived in the past,… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“Hate is the darkness, that's no good. And yet we've got to hate Fascists, and that's considered perfectly all right. How is that possible?… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“When we heard those shots and he saw Ploeg lying in front of the house, what he said was, 'My God, the lizards!'" With… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
Perhaps, he thought, true pure love, like all flowers, flourished best with its roots in muck and mud. Perhaps that was a law of… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
“His father in law, who was as old as the century, had just retired and was living in a country house in Gelderland. He… — Harry Mulisch Copy Share Image
