“No, not of course at all—it is really all hocus-pocus. The days lengthen in the winter-time, and when the longest comes, the twenty-first of June, the beginning of summer, they begin to go downhill again, toward winter. You call that… — Thomas Mann Copy Share Image
Solitude produces originality, bold and astonishing beauty, poetry. But solitude also produces perverseness, the disproportianate, the absurd and the forbidden. — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“Solitude favors the original, the daringly and otherworldly beautiful, the poem. But it also favors the wrongful, the extreme, the absurd, and the forbidden.” — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“But what would be our readers’ reaction if we simply refused to get to the bottom of that question?” — Thomas Mann Copy Share
What good would politics be, if it didn’t give everyone the opportunity to make moral compromises. — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“O, čarobna organsko lepoto, koja se ne sastojiš ni iz uljane boje ni iz kamena, već iz materije žive i raspadljive, pune grozničave tajne… — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“I hope that you have nothing against malice, my good engineer. In my eyes it is the brightest sword that reason has against the… — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“The days began to fly now, and yet each one of them was stretched by renewed expectations and swollen with silent, private experiences. Yes,… — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“A stimulus is a stimulus. The body doesn't give a damn about the meaning of the stimulus. Whether minnows or communion, the sebaceous glands… — Thomas Mann Copy Share
It is remarkable how a man cannot summarize his thoughts in even the most general sort of way without betraying himself completely, without putting… — Thomas Mann Copy Share
“One always needs to be reminded; one is by no means always in possession of one’s whole self. Our consciousness is feeble; only in… — Thomas Mann Copy Share
Is not life in itself a thing of goodness, irrespective of whether the course it takes for us can be called a 'happy' one? — Thomas Mann Copy Share
