Иврит – язык древний, в нем тоска бесприютных развалин.

Мы всегда влюбляемся в историю. Не в имя, не в тело, а в запечатленный в нем рассказ.

Wars are full of people who can only look back. Because sometimes life twists itself so much that one is left to sort it out however they can.

The city prepared for the worst. It was on Calle San Bernardo, in front of the streetcar depot, where Capa heard for the second time a group of militia shouting the cry of Pétain in Verdun: “Ils ne passeront pas.” This time a little louder, and in Spanish: NO PASARÁN. They shall not pass. Wars also leave behind them a wealth of phrases that link one caste’s blood to another. It’s happened since the days of Troy. Unique to war is its ability to reverse time.

She had just learned her first important lesson as a journalist. No scenery could ever be as devastating as a human story. This would be her photography’s signature. The snapshots she captured with her camera those days were not the images of war that militant magazines such as Vu or Regards awaited. But those slightly inclined frames transmitted a greater sense of sadness and loneliness than the war itself. A low sky, soldiers along a highway, small clouds of smoke in the distance.

His father would always say that to be a good gambler, you had to always act as if you had an ace up your sleeve. If you play the part of the winner well, you end up winning the game. The bad part is that sometimes life calls your bluff ahead of schedule. Leaving no choice but to bet what’s left on your last hand.

We always fall in love with a story, not a name or a body but what is inscribed in the man.

It worried Ruth that Gerta would get into trouble again, and she tried her best to help Gerta avoid it, unaware that sometimes destiny switches the cards on you so that while you’re busy escaping the dog, you find yourself facing the wolf. The unexpected always arrives without any signs announcing it, in a casual manner, the same way it could simply choose to never arrive. Like a first date or a letter. They all eventually arrive. Even death arrives, but with this, you have to know how to wait.

“When you don’t have a world to go home to, one has to trust their luck. Sangfroid and a capacity to improvise. These are my weapons. I’ve been using them since I was a little girl. That’s why I’m still alive. My name is Gerta Pohorylle. I was born in Stuttgart, but I’m a Jewish citizen with a Polish passport. I’ve just arrived to Paris, I’m twenty-four years old, and I’m alive.”

“Comets are a gift of good luck,” said Oskar.
“Like a birthday present?” she asked.
“Better. Because it’s forever.”

A true war story is never moral. It does not instruct, nor encourage virtue, nor suggest models of proper human behavior, nor restrain men from doing the things men have always done. If a story seems moral, do not believe it.
(Tim O’Brien)

Раздвоиться - первое правило выживания

Есть мужчины, у которых внутри с рождения специальная пружина, возведённая для драки. Возможно, помимо воли инстинкт заставляет их бросаться в бой при любом удобном случае

Смотришь - и прошлое будто ближе.

только бы привычка не притупила наши чувства, как это бывает в счастливых семьях

только бы не наступило время, когда мы предадим друг друга. только бы нас не настигли ни скука, ни отвращение, ни ложь, ни разочарование

человеку, погруженному в свою боль, нет дела до остального мира

смерть - не самое худшее. ужасней всего - странное отчуждение, навеки остающееся в сердце, будто неизлечимый холод