But when we set out to understand somebody’s inside? Is that a trip that ever ends? Is the soul a place of facts? Or are the alleged facts only the deceptive shadows of our stories? — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
To live for the moment: it sounds so right and so beautiful. But the more I want to, the less I understand what it… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
What did i know of your fantasies? Why do we know so little about the fantasies of our parents? What do we know of… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
“One who would really like to know himself would have to be a restless, fanatical collector of disappointments, and seeking disappointing experiences must be… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
SOLIDAO, LONELINESS. What is it that we call loneliness. It can't simply be the absence of others, you can be alone and not lonely,… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
Then there was a silence he had never before experienced: in it, you could hear the years. — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
“For that is the meaning of a farewell in the full, important sense of the word: that the two people, because they part, come… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
Gregorius was never to forget this scene. They were his first Portuguese words in the real world and they worked. That words could cause… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
“After a while, he understood that he was experiencing a great liberation; the liberation from his self-imposed limitation, from a slowness and heaviness expressed… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
“We can be sure that we will hold on to the deathbed as part of the last balance sheet – and this part will… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
“NOBREZA SILENCIOSA. SILENT NOBILITY. It is a mistake to believe that the crucial moments of a life when its habitual direction changes forever must… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
“Because the one who wishes it – isn’t the one who, still untouched by the future, stands at the crossroads. Instead, it is the… — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
It is not the pain and the wounds that are the worst. The worst is the humiliation. — Pascal Mercier Copy Share Image
