Quote by Ingeborg Bachmann Download Open image ““My share, it should be lost.”” — Ingeborg Bachmann ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“What could be a destination for a lost, when there is no will to move on anymore?” — Rixa White Copy Share Image
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“She was already lost - she couldn't really get more lost, could she? When you belonged nowhere, you sort of belonged everywhere” — Ann Brashares Copy Share Image
“i’m afraid i’ll lose you if i share all that’s real. i’m afraid i’ll lose myself if i don’t.” — Scott Stabile Copy Share Image
“Every time you lose something, you always find it in the very last place you would look.” — Puzzleland Copy Share Image
“Every time I think I’ve lost everything, I find there’s still something else to lose.” — Cinda Williams Chima Copy Share Image
If we had the right words, if we had the language, we would need no weapons. — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
I myself am a person who has never resigned myself, who is absolutely never resigned, who can’t imagine it at all. I simply observe,… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“Nonetheless even in capitulation there is still hope, and this hope of human beings never ends, will never end.” — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“If I had not immersed myself in books, in stories and legends, in newspapers, in reports, if everything communicable had not grown up in… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“...all of this is such a long and dark and untellable story (untellable as all stories are). Meanwhile, one can only hold onto what… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to deep sleep...” — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“Never was there so much magic over things as when you spoke, and never were words so powerful. You could make speech flare up,… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“Hello! It could only have been Andre, but she replaced the receiver instantly, reaching for the tiny, crumpled scrap of paper and tucking it… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
Silent night, holy night, when the bough flies from the tree and is hung everywhere, when from tables the crusts fly, when the gifts… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
