“The man did not attempt to deny it: 'Yes! It's the fault of this town.' The woman, pale and mournful, agreed: 'It's… — Georges Rodenbach Death Copy Share Image
“Ornamentation, festoons, carvings, cartouches, bas-reliefs, countless surprises among the sculptures - and the tones of the facades weathered by time and rain,… — Georges Rodenbach Architecture Copy Share Image
“It was a delicate task, too, for the danger was twofold: on the one hand not to restore would mean losing precious… — Georges Rodenbach Architecture Copy Share Image
“Bartholomeus went on, 'I wanted to show that these objects are sensitive, suffer at the coming of night, faint at the departure… — Georges Rodenbach Darkness Copy Share Image
“He discovered another bell, huge as well, but not plain and bare. Its metal sides were covered in scenes, bas-reliefs spreading their… — Georges Rodenbach Bell Copy Share Image
“Now they came, spectres in mourning, humbling themselves, ghosts, their eyes the only points of brightness. It was harrowing: a long cortege… — Georges Rodenbach Penitence Copy Share Image
“But any great happiness is a bright light, a challenge to fate to do its worst. There must not be people who… — Georges Rodenbach Fate Copy Share Image
“Bruges was his dead wife. And his dead wife was Bruges. The two were united in a like destiny. It was Bruges-la-Morte,… — Georges Rodenbach Marriage Copy Share Image
“As he made his way back to his home on the Dijver, along the canals, beside the calm waters, Borluut felt his… — Georges Rodenbach Bruges Copy Share Image
“Is not piety itself passion, but passion ennobled, sanctified? The whole of the Catholic liturgy, with its scenery and props, of which… — Georges Rodenbach Catholic-spirituality Copy Share Image
The main thing for inner contentment is to be in a state of grace. And there is an artistic state of grace,… — Georges Rodenbach Art Copy Share Image
“Once he had reached the top, he looked down on the town at his feet. Such repose, such tranquility, what a lesson… — Georges Rodenbach Bruges Copy Share Image
“The only man who is truly happy is a man who has an idée fixe. It takes up his every minute, fills… — Georges Rodenbach Empty space Copy Share Image
“Gripped by a feverish urge to climb, he felt like running up the stone stairs. People often talk of the attraction of… — Georges Rodenbach Abyss Copy Share Image
“The act of writing itself is like an act of love. There is contact. There is exchange too. We no longer know… — Georges Rodenbach Letter writing Copy Share Image
“Is this not the collector's exquisite pleasure, that his desire should know no bounds, should reach out into the infinite, should never… — Georges Rodenbach Collecting Copy Share Image
“He was still climbing. Here and there doors opened revealing vast rooms, dormitories with heavy joists where bells were sleeping. A vague… — Georges Rodenbach Bells Copy Share Image
“The pale water which goes away along paths of silence.” — Georges Rodenbach Silence Copy Share Image
“Even during the nights, their nights punctuated by unending kisses, they were sometimes irritated by the carillon, which sounded every quarter of… — Georges Rodenbach Bells Copy Share Image
“He felt more cheerful, revived by the journey, released from himself and his poor life, uplifted by thoughts of the infinite.” — Georges Rodenbach Beach Copy Share Image
