As long as we're young, we manage to find excuses for the stoniest indifference, the most blatant caddishness, we put them down to emotional eccentricity or some sort of romantic inexperience. But later on, when life shows us how much cunning, cruelty, and malice are required just to keep the body at ninety-eight point six, we catch on, we know the scene, we begin to understand how much swinishness it takes to make up a past. Just take a close look at yourself and the degree of rottenness you've come to. There's no mystery about it, no more room for fairy tales; if you've lived this long, it's because you've squashed any poetry you had in you.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineThe biggest defeat in every department of life is to forget, especially the things that have done you in, and to die without realizing how far people can go in the way of crumminess. When the grave lies open before us, let’s not try to be witty, but on the other hand, let’s not forget, but make it our business to record the worst of the human viciousness we’ve seen without changing one word. When that’s done, we can curl up our toes and sink into the pit. That’s work enough for a lifetime.
Louis-Ferdinand CélinePoverty is a giant who uses your features like a piece of cotton waste to wipe a filthy world.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineThe worst part is wondering how you’ll find the strength tomorrow to go on doing what you did today and have been doing for much too long, where you’ll find the strength for all that stupid running around, those projects that come to nothing, those attempts to escape from crushing necessity, which always founder and serve only to convince you one more time that destiny is implacable, that every night will find you down and out, crushed by the dread of more and more sordid and insecure tomorrows. And maybe it’s treacherous old age coming on, threatening the worst. Not much music left inside us for life to dance to. Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. And where, I ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn’t enough madness left inside him? The truth is an endless death agony. The truth is death. You have to choose: death or lies. I’ve never been able to kill myself.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineTags: determination survival survivor struggle-quotes struggle-strength-character suicidality
Lots of men are like that, their artistic leanings never go beyond a weakness for shapely thighs.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineThat is perhaps what we seek throughout life, that and nothing more, the greatest possible sorrow so as to become fully ourselves before dying.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineMy trouble is insomnia. If I had always slept properly, I'd never have written a line.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineCurajul nu înseamnă să ierţi, iertăm şi aşa prea mult. Şi nu foloseşte la nimic, s-a dovedit. Au fost aşezaţi cei buni pe ultima treaptă, în urma tuturor fiinţelor omeneşti. Nu-i un fleac. Să nu uităm niciodată! Va trebui să-i adormim într-o zi de-a binelea pe cei fericiţi şi în timp ce dorm, vă spun, să terminăm cu ei şi cu fericirea lor pentru totdeauna. A doua zi nu se va mai vorbi despre fericirea lor şi vom fi liberi să fim nefericiţi şi buni în acelaşi timp.
Louis-Ferdinand CélinePleased at having proclaimed these useful truths, we sat looking at the ladies in the café.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineTags: ralph-mannheim-translation
They came from the four corners of the earth, driven by hunger, plague, tumors, and the cold, and stopped here. They couldn’t go any futrther because of the ocean. That’s France, that’s the French people.
Louis-Ferdinand CélineTags: ralph-mannheim-translation
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