When you cannot love or hate anymore, then where is the charm of life? — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
No specter assails us in more varied disguises than loneliness, and one of its most impenetrable masks is called love. — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
Martyrdom has always been a proof of the intensity, never of the correctness of a belief. — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
When you cannot love or hate anymore, then where is the charm of life? — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
To be practical in life means to take everything seriously and nothing tragically. — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
“Even if the story relating to some of them may not belong to literary history, it certainly does belong in the story of my… — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
It is better to put on the brakes sooner, for some fine day you begin to understand — to pardon everything — and then… — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
You never so much want to be happy with a woman as when you know that you're ceasing to care for her. — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
Sleep does make us all equal, it seems to me, like his big brother-Death. — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
“There are all kinds of flight from responsibility. There is a flight into death, a flight into sickness, and finally a flight into stupidity.” — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
“- Acho que devemos estar gratos ao destino por termos saído ilesos dessas aventuras - tanto as reais como as que sonhámos. - Tens… — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
Oh, we do not understand death, we never understand it; creatures are only truly dead when everyone else has died who knew them. — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
“Am I sure? Only as sure as I am that the reality of one night, let alone that of a whole lifetime, can ever… — Arthur Schnitzler Copy Share Image
