Sublime

Manzi se odia por estar en esta situación. La de haber quedado en manos de un boludo pretencioso. Nunca. Nunca, jamás, hay que caer en manos de un boludo. Porque si uno termina en manos de un boludo significa que uno también es un boludo. Un boludo más boludo aún que el boludo en cuyas manos cayó.

She had that rare sense which discerns what is unalterable, and submits to it without murmuring. Adoring her husband’s virtues, she had very early made up her mind to his incapacity of minding his own interests, and had met the consequences cheerfully. She had been magnanimous enough to renounce all pride in teapots or children’s frilling, and had

the effect of a subdued unchangeable sceptical smile, of all expressions the most tyrannous over a susceptible mind, and, when accompanied by adequate silence, likely to create the reputation of an invincible understanding, an infinite fund of humour – too dry to flow, and probably in a state of immovable crust, – and a critical judgment which, if

Literature – which is art married to thought, and realization untainted by reality

Quand je n’aurais d’autre mérite que de croire, comme j’ai toujours cru, sincèrement et fermement, en Dieu et en tout ce que croit la Sainte Église catholique romaine, et d’être, comme je le suis, ennemi mortel des juifs, les historiens devraient me faire miséricorde, et me bien traiter dans leurs écrits.

I’m with these poor slobs who have no books to show, who have no literature besides their own soul, and who are suffocating to death due to the fact they exist without having taken that mysterious, transcendental exam that makes one eligible to live.

Vel iniquissiman pacem iustissimo bello anteferrem.