вторник, 3 сентября 2013 г.

O godzinach

to look life in the face, always to look life in the face. And to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it, for what it is. And then, to put it away.
always the years between us, always the years, always the love, always the hours.

понедельник, 2 сентября 2013 г.

O podróżach

Comme ceux qui partent en voyage pour voir de leurs yeux une cité désirée et s'imaginent qu'on peut goûter dans une réalité le charme du songe...
M. Proust, A la recherche du temps perdu

воскресенье, 1 сентября 2013 г.

O świątyni ducha

I am neither foe nor friend to my brothers, but such as each of them shall deserve of me. And to earn my love, my brothers must do more than to have been born. I do not grant my love without reason, nor to any chance passer-by who may wish to claim it. I honor men with my love. But honor is a thing to be earned I shall choose friends among men, but neither slaves nor masters. And I shall choose only such as please me, and them I shall love and respect, but neither command nor obey. And we shall join our hands when we wish, or walk alone when we so desire. For in the temple of his spirit, each man is alone. Let each man keep his temple untouched and undefiled. Then let him join hands with others if he wishes, but only beyond his holy threshold.
Ayn Rand "Anthem"