Thomas Mann Quotes
Speech is civilization itself. The word even the most contradictory word preserves contact - it is...
Show MoreFor to be poised against fatality, to meet adverse conditions gracefully, is more than simple endura...
Show MoreDiscussions should always be held just before going to bed, your rear protected by sleep. How painfu...
Show MoreFor passion, like crime does not sit well with the sure order and even course of everyday life. It w...
Show MoreA human being who is first of all an invalid is all body therein lies his inhumanity and his debase...
Show MoreBut even those five-and-forty minutes were too long, the bored me --and boredom is the coldest thing...
Show MoreThe accouterments of life were so rich and varied, so elaborated, that almost no place at all was le...
Show MoreOrder and simplification are the first steps towards mastery of a subject
Deep is the well of the past. Should we not call it bottomless?
Time cools time clarifies no mood can be maintained quite unaltered through the course of hours.
A lonely, quiet person has observations and experiences that are at once both more indistinct and mo...
Show MoreNothing is stranger or more ticklish than a relationship between people who know each other only by ...
Show MoreThe observations and encounters of a man of solitude and few words are at once more nebulous and mor...
Show MoreEven in a personal sense, after all, art is an intensified life. By art one is more deeply satisfied...
Show MoreNothing is more curious and awkward than the relationship of two people who only know each other wit...
Show MoreThere are so many different kinds of stupidity, and cleverness is one of the worst.
There were profound reasons for his attachment to the sea: he loved it because as a hardworking arti...
Show MoreForbearance in the face of fate, beauty constant under torture, are not merely passive. They are a p...
Show MoreWhat did one see if one looked in any depth into the world of this writer's fiction? Elegant self-co...
Show MoreInnate in nearly every artistic nature is a wanton, treacherous penchant for accepting injustice whe...
Show MoreOr was he merely a mollycoddled favorite, enjoying capriciously prejudiced love? Schenback was incli...
Show MoreOpinions cannot survive if one has no chance to fight for them.
He took in the squeaky music, the vulgar and pining melodies, because passion immobilizes good taste...
Show MoreThe perishableness of life...imparts value, dignity, interest to life.
For I must tell you that we artists cannot tread the path of Beauty without Eros keeping company wit...
Show MoreYes, they are carnal, both of them, love and death, and therein lies their terror and their great ma...
Show MorePrayers and love are learned in the hour when prayer has become impossible and your heart has turned...
Show MoreHow can I free myself from sexuality? Eat nothing but rice?
I tell them that if they will occupy themselves with the study of mathematics they will find in it t...
Show MoreIf you are possessed by an idea you find it expressed everywhere you even smell it.
He who loves the more is the inferior and must suffer.
We are the bourgeoisie—the third estate, as they call us now—and what we want is a nobility of merit...
Show MoreHabituation is a falling asleep or fatiguing of the sense of time which explains why young years pa...
Show MoreThe sweet spot is where duty and delight converge.
Everything is politics.
A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.
It is a strange fact that freedom and equality, the two basic ideas of democracy, are to some extent...
Show MoreThe books and magazines streamed in. He could buy them all, they piled up around him and even while ...
Show MorePerfectionism, of course, was something which even as a young man he had come to see as the innermos...
Show MoreThere is only one real misfortune: to forfeit one's own good opinion of oneself. Lose your complacen...
Show MoreBut the boredom of Frau Spatz had by now reached that pitch where it distorts the countenance of man...
Show MoreKindly permit me to tell you, sir, that I hate you. I hate you and your child, as I hate the life of...
Show MoreWhat they, in their innocence, cannot comprehend is that a properly constituted, healthy, decent man...
Show MoreWar is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace.
Who then was the orthodox, who the freethinker? Where lay the true position, the true state of man? ...
Show MoreTolerance becomes a crime when applied to evil.
Naphta loathed the bourgeois state and its love of security. He found occasion to express this loath...
Show MoreSpace, like time, engenders forgetfulness; but it does so by setting us bodily free from our surroun...
Show MoreA harmful truth is better than a useful lie.
Consciousness of self was an inherent function of matter once it was organized as life, and if that ...
Show MoreAnd life? Life itself? Was it perhaps only an infection, a sickening of matter? Was that which one m...
Show MoreLaughter is a sunbeam of the soul.
I know I am talking nonsense, but I’d rather go rambling on, and partly expressing something I find ...
Show MoreThe diaries of opium-eaters record how, during the brief period of ecstasy, the drugged person's dre...
Show MoreTravelers prove their lack of education if they make fun of the customs and values of their hosts, a...
Show MoreIs not the pastness of the past the more profound, the more legendary, the more immediately it falls...
Show MoreOne could say that someone who does nothing but wait is like a glutton whose digestive system proces...
Show MoreFor the sake of goodness and love, man shall grant death no dominion over his thoughts.
Passionate—that means to live for the sake of living. But one knows that you all live for sake of ex...
Show MoreNo, not of course at all—it is really all hocus-pocus. The days lengthen in the winter-time, and whe...
Show MoreDisease was a perverse, a dissolute form of life. And life? Life itself? Was it perhaps only an infe...
Show More[Men] act in response to an outward situation, and on being presented with an opportunity to conform...
Show MoreAt thirty a man steps out of the darkness and wasteland of preparation into active life it is the ti...
Show MoreIt is love, not reason, that is stronger than death.
A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.
To be young means to be original, to have remained nearer to the sources of life: it means to be abl...
Show MoreFor a brief moment I felt I was the older, the more mature."A gift of life," I responded, "if not to...
Show MoreNature in her creative dreaming, dreamt the same thing both here and there, and if one spoke of imit...
Show MoreThis old, folkish layer survives in us all, and to speak as I really think, I do not consider religi...
Show MoreA solitary, unused to speaking of what he sees and feels, has mental experiences which are at once m...
Show MoreSolitude produces originality, bold and astonishing beauty, poetry. But solitude also produces perve...
Show MoreSolitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous - to poetry. But also,...
Show MoreIt is love not reason that is stronger than death.
Cases of typhoid take the following course:When the fever is at its height, life calls out to the pa...
Show MoreNo man remains quite what he was when he recognizes himself.
Hidden away amongst Aschenbach’s writing was a passage directly asserting that nearly all the great ...
Show MoreWhat the collective age wants allows and approves is the perpetual holiday from the self.
Human reason needs only to will more strongly than fate and she is fate.
Speech is civilization itself.
The Ladies Buddenbrook from Breite Strasse did not weep, however - it was not their custom. Their fa...
Show MoreThey walked, and the long waves rolled and murmured rhythmically beside them; the fresh salty wind b...
Show MoreI bear within me the seed, the rudiments, the possibility of life's capacities and endeavors. Where ...
Show MoreHis games have a deeper meaning and fascination that adults can no longer fathom and require nothing...
Show MoreHe completely lacked any ardent interest that might have occupied his mind. His interior life was im...
Show MoreHe loved the sea for deep-seated reasons: the hardworking artist's need for repose, the desire to ta...
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