We are all patchwork, and so shapeless and diverse in composition that each bit, each moment, plays its own game. And there is as much difference between us and ourselves as between us and others — 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
