Life and Existence

L’élan vital.

L’élan vital.

If I am out of my mind, it’s all right with me, thought Moses Herzog.

Art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos. A stillness which characterizes prayer, too, and the eye of the storm … an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction.

Do you remember an Inn,

When I am dead, I hope it may be said:

Lord Finchley tried to mend the Electric Light

Here richly, with ridiculous display,

Muss es sein? Es muss sein.

Muss es sein? Es muss sein.

Even death is unreliable: instead of zero it may be some ghastly hallucination, such as the square root of minus one.

Habit is a great deadener.

VLADIMIR : That passed the time.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.

One of the thieves was saved. (Pause) It’s a reasonable percentage.

Perhaps my best years are gone … but I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire that’s in me now.

Perhaps my best years are gone … but I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire that’s in me now.

Days and months are travellers of eternity.

Man is neither good nor bad; he is born with instincts and abilities.

What then remains, but that we still should cry,

What then remains, but that we still should cry,

Printing, gunpowder, and the mariner’s needle [compass] … these three have changed the whole face and state of things throughout the world.