Memory is a stopgap for humans, for whom time flies and what is passed is passed.
Umberto EcoIt was awkward, revisiting a world you have never seen before: like coming home, after a long journey, to someone else’s house.
Umberto EcoWhen men stop believing in God, it isn't that they then believe in nothing: they believe in everything.
Umberto EcoMots clés umberto-eco
I seal that
which was not to be said in the tomb that I become.
We live for books.
Umberto EcoMots clés reading books book-lovers bibliophiles
What is life if not the shadow of a fleeting dream?
Umberto EcoI felt like poisoning a monk.
Umberto EcoMots clés writing motivation
But Roberto already knew what the Jesuit's real objection would be. Like that of the abbe on that evening of the duel when Saint-Savin provoked him: If there are infinite worlds, the Redemption can no longer have any meaning, and we are obliged either to imagine infinite Calvaries or to look on our terrestrial flowerbed as a priveleged spot of the Cosmos, on which God permitted His Son to descend and free us from sin, while the other worlds were not granted this grace--to the discredit of His infinite goodness.
Umberto EcoDios ha muerto, el arte dejó de existir, la historia ha llegado a su fin, y yo mismo no me siento del todo bien.
Umberto EcoMots clés umberto-eco
Thus I rediscovered what writers have always known (and have told us again and again): books always speak of other books, and every story tells a story that has already been told.
Umberto EcoMots clés books storytelling story-telling
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