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Danny_Kay20 марта 2018 г.Бог мой, юнцы участвуют в политических трагедиях, когда на карту поставлены миллиарды, хотя слепая любовь - единственно подлинное сокровище, какое им нужно.
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Rosa_Decidua25 января 2018 г.Из-за всего, что я видел и пережил, я и не могу сейчас ничего сказать. Я разучился быть понятным. Я обращаюсь к цивилизованному миру на тарабарском языке, и он отвечает мне тем же.
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Darya_Bird8 января 2018 г.Неважно, кем я был в действительности, неважно, что я действительно думал. Безоглядная любовь – вот что мне было нужно, и моя Хельга была ангелом, который мне ее дарил.
В изобилии.2201- Darya_Bird8 января 2018 г.
Брикетами он называл тех, кто с приходом нацистов ничего не сделал для спасения себя и других, кто готов был покорно пройти весь путь до газовых камер, если этого хотели нацисты.
Брикет, вообще-то, – блок спрессованной угольной крошки, идеально приспособленный для транспортировки, хранения и сжигания.2193 - Darya_Bird8 января 2018 г.
"Уборщики трупов – на вахту". В заведении, целью которого было уничтожение человеческих существ миллионами, это звучало вполне естественно.
– Ну, а когда два года слушаешь по громкоговорителю этот призыв вперемежку с музыкой, вдруг начинает казаться, что положение уборщика трупов – совсем не плохая работа2236 - Darya_Bird8 января 2018 г.
Нет искусней лжеца, чем человек, который превращает жизни и страсти в нечто столь гротескно искусственное, как театр.
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piotro19 марта 2016 г.'There are plenty of good reasons for fighting,' I said, 'but no good reason ever to hate without reservation, to imagine that God Almighty Himself hates with you, too. Where's evil? It's that large part of every man that wants to hate without limit, that wants to hate with God on its side. It's that part of every man that finds all lands of ugliness so attractive.
'It's that part of an imbecile,' I said, 'that punishes and vilifies and makes war gladly.'2147- piotro19 марта 2016 г.Читать далее
It was not guilt that froze me. I had taught myself never to feel guilt
It was not a ghastly sense of loss that froze me. I had taught myself to covet nothing.
It was not a loathing of death that froze me. I had taught myself to think of death as a friend.
It was not heartbroken rage against injustice that froze me. I had taught myself that a human being might as well took for diamond tiaras in the gutter as for rewards and punishments that were fair.
It was not the thought that I was so unloved that froze me. I had taught myself to do without love.
It was not the thought that God was cruel that froze me. I had taught myself never to expect anything from Him.
What froze me was the fact that I had absolutely no reason to move in any direction. What had made me move through so many dead and pointless years was curiosity.2143 - piotro19 марта 2016 г.Читать далее
'This once-proud country of ours is falling Into the hands of the wrong people,' said Jones. He nodded, and so did Father Keeley and the Black Fuehrer. 'And, before it gets back on the right track,' said Jones, 'some heads are going to roll.'
I have never seen a more sublime demonstration of the totalitarian mind, a mind which might be likened unto a system of gears whose teeth have been filed off at random. Such a snaggle-toothed thought machine, driven by a standard or even a substandard libido, whirls with the jerky, noisy, gaudy pointlessness of a cuckoo clock in Hell.
The boss G-man concluded wrongly that there were no teeth on the gears in the mind of Jones. 'You're completely crazy,' he said.
Jones wasn't completely crazy. The dismaying thing about the classic totalitarian mind is that any given gear, though mutilated, will have at its circumference unbroken sequences of teeth that are immaculately maintained, that are exquisitely machined.
Hence the cuckoo clock in Hell — keeping perfect time for eight minutes and thirty-three seconds, jumping ahead fourteen minutes, keeping perfect time for six seconds, jumping ahead two seconds, keeping perfect time for two hours and one second, then jumping ahead a
year.
The missing teeth, of course, are simple, obvious truths, truths available and comprehensible even to ten-year-olds, in most cases.
The willful filing off of gear teeth, the willful doing without certain obvious pieces of information —
That was how a household as contradictory as one composed of Jones, Father Keeley, Vice-Bundesfuebrer Krapptauer, and the Black Fuehrer could exist in relative harmony —
That was how my father-in-law could contain in one mind an indifference toward slave women and love for a blue vase —
That was how Rudolf Hoess, Commandant of Auschwitz, could alternate over the loudspeakers of Auschwitz great music and calls for corpse-carriers —
That was how Nazi Germany could sense no important differences between civilization and hydrophobia —2128
