“Houses, gardens, and people were transfigured into musical sounds, all that was solid seemed to be transfigured into soul and into gentleness. Sweet veils of silver and soul-haze swam through all things and lay over all things. The soul of… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
“After a spent day, I walked back in a fever. The whole way home the sun touched my cheeks. The blissful evening glow spread across the meadows and I called this light the blood I shed. My hot burning blood… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
“My cheeks are red hot, my lip still trembles, because I sent my heart to speak; every word of it delusional and awkward, an exuberance, an abrupt sound. That's how I spoke, oh, it still shows on my hot cheeks I'm now carrying home. I look down at the snow and walk past many houses, past many hedges, many trees,… — Robert Walser Copy Share
“That's what's so miraculous about the city: each person's bearing and behavior vanish among these thousand sorts, observations are fleeting, judgements swift, and forgetting… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
“What honest man was never in his life without sustenance? And what human being has ever seen as the years pass his hopes, plans,… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
“Perhaps there were a few repetitions here and there. But I would like to confess that I consider nature and human life to be… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
Questions are usually more beautiful, more significant than their resolutions, which in fact never resolve them, are never sufficient to satisfy us, whereas from… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
Your very eyes. How they have always been for me the command to obey, the inviolable and beautiful commandment. No, no, I'm not telling… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
I don't want a future, I want a present. To me this appears of greater value. You have a future only when you have… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
“They should not clench their fists, it’s my longing that’s drawing me near to them; they should not stand there full of rage, my… — Robert Walser Copy Share Image
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