Robert Walser Quotes

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• That is all very senseless, but this senselessness has a pretty mouth, and it smiles.
• To the question: How do the authors of sketches, stories and novels get along in life, the following answer can or must be given: They…
• With all my ideas and follies I could one day found a corporate company for the propagation of beautiful but unreliable imaginings.
• At least we should learn to understand our fellow beings, for we are powerless to stop their misery, their ignominy, their suffering, their weakness, and…
• One is always half mad when one is shy of people.
• It doesn't take much to show love, but at some time or another in your, praise God, disastrous life you must have felt, honestly and…
• The novel I am constantly writing is always the same one, and it might be described as a variously sliced-up or torn-apart book of myself.
• I am not here [in the sanitarium] to write, but to be mad.
• Listening to music, I always have exactly the same feeling: something’s missing. Never will I learn the cause of this gentle sadness, never will I…
• When we realize that words can destroy something good, wonderful, and dear, and that by keeping silent we can avoid causing the least damage or…
• That lovely things exist is a lovely thought.
• Questions are usually more beautiful, more significant than their resolutions, which in fact never resolve them, are never sufficient to satisfy us, whereas from a…
• How uninteresting interesting things can become.
• 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 no…
• 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 lies.…
• Every sensitive person carries in himself old cities enclosed by ancient walls
• I'd like to die listening to a piece of music. I imagine this as so easy, so natural, but naturally it's quite impossible. Notes stab…
• How small life is here and how big nothingness. The sky, tired of light, has given everything to the snow. The two trees bow their…

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