mila3

„Nesnáším blahosklonnost - jakkoliv hezky to slovo zní. Většinou je to jen "psychologický make-up", k maskování arogance a pocitu nadřazenosti. Jakmile maska opadne, blahosklonnost se rázem změní v hrubost a pohrdání.“

Kodex Niled48

„Možná mě provokuje církev jako skupina lidí, kteří o sobě prohlašují: my jsme ti dobří, máme pravdu, jste mezi námi vítáni, až už jste kdokoli, ale musíte se přizpůsobit a být jako my. Rozčiluje mě ta povýšenost a arogance, ale zároveň je to pro mě zajímavé z autorského hlediska.“

Åsa Larsson

“I want to reconcile myself with heaven,
I want to love, I want to pray,
I want to believe in good.”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“…man, this ruler over general evil,
With a perfidious heart, with a lying tongue…”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“I was involuntarily struck by the aptitude which the Russian displays for accommodating himself to the customs of the people in whose midst he happens to be living. I know not whether this mental quality is deserving of censure or commendation, but it proves the incredible pliancy of his mind and the presence of that clear common sense which pardons evil wherever it sees that evil is inevitable or impossible of annihilation.”

Mikhail Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby

“To the earth I gave the earthly tribute
Of love, hopes, good and evil;
I am ready to begin another life,
I am silent and wait: the time has come;
I shall leave no brother in this world,
And dark and cold embrace
My tired soul;
Like a premature fruit, deprived of sap,
It withered in the storms of fate
Under the burning sun of existence.”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“Of two friends, one is always the slave of the other, although frequently neither acknowledges the fact to himself.”

Mikhail Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby

“In simple hearts the feeling for the beauty and grandeur of nature is a hundred-fold stronger and more vivid than in us, ecstatic composers of narratives in words and on paper.”

Mikhail Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby

“And everything that he saw before him
He despised or hated.”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“The public of this country is so youthful, not to say simple-minded, that it cannot understand the meaning of a fable unless the moral is set forth at the end. Unable to see a joke, insensible to irony, it has, in a word, been badly brought up. It has not yet learned that in a decent book, as in decent society, open invective can have no place; that our present-day civilisation has invented a keener weapon, none the less deadly for being almost invisible, which, under the cloak of flattery, strikes with sure and irresistible effect.”

Mikhail Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby

“For what did the creator prepare me,
Why did he so terribly contradict
The hopes of my youth?…”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“The surrounding forest, as though in a mist,
Was blue in the powder of smoke.
But there, far off, in a disordered ridge,
Which was yet eternally proud and calm,
Stretched the mountains — and Kazbek
Gleamed with its sharp peak.
And with secret, heartfelt sorrow
I thought: 'Pitiable man.
What does he want! The sky is clear,
Beneath it there is much room for all,
But constantly and vainly
He alone wages war — why?”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“I would make any sacrifice but this; twenty times I can stake my life, even my honour, but my freedom I shall never sell. Why do I prize it so much? … What am I aiming at? Nothing, absolutely nothing.”

Mikhail Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby

“The chain of young life is broken,
The journey is ended, the hour has struck, it is time to leave,
Time to go where there is no future,
No past, no eternity, no years;
Where there are no expectations, no passions,
No bitter tears, no fame, no honour;
Where memory sleeps deeply
And the heart in its narrow coffin home
Does not feel the worm gnawing it.”

Mikhail Lermontov (1814–1841) Russian writer, poet and painter

“A childish feeling, I admit, but, when we retire from the conventions of society and draw close to nature, we involuntarily become children: each attribute acquired by experience falls away from the soul, which becomes anew such as it was once and will surely be again.”

Mikhail Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby

„K dobru a zlu až hanba zlhostejnění, couváme bez boje hned z kraje arény.“

Michail Jurjevič Lermontov (1814–1841) ruský spisovatel, básník a malíř

„Kdo se domnívá, že prohlédá cizí srdce nebo, že do všech podrobností zná život svého nejlepšího přítele, krutě se mýlí. Každým srdcem, každým životem prochvěl cit, proletěla událost, jež nikdo nikomu nesvěří, a právě ony jsou to nejzávaznější, právě ony dávají tajný směr citům a skutkům.“

Michail Jurjevič Lermontov (1814–1841) ruský spisovatel, básník a malíř

„K velikým lidem táhnou strázně jako bouře k horám.“

Michail Jurjevič Lermontov (1814–1841) ruský spisovatel, básník a malíř

„K jakému cíli jsem se narodil! Jistě nějaký byl a jistě jsem měl vykonat něco velkého, protože cítím, že mám nesmírnou duševní sílu… Jenomže jsem svůj úkol nenašel a dal jsem se strhnout nástrahami prázdných a zvrácených vášní. Z jejich výhně jsem vyšel tvrdý a chladný jako ocel, ale ztratil jsem navždy nejkrásnější květ života, ušlechtilé nadšení.“

Michail Jurjevič Lermontov kniha Hrdina naší doby