Osamu Dazai

No Longer Human

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    Monicaцитирапреди 3 години
    The thought of dying has never bothered me, but getting hurt, losing blood, becoming crippled and the like—no thanks.
    prisцитирапреди 2 години
    They say that love flies out the window when poverty comes in the door, but people generally get the sense backwards. It doesn't mean that when a man's money runs out he's shaken off by women. When he runs out of money, he naturally is in the dumps. He's no good for anything. The strength goes out of his laugh, he becomes strangely soured. Finally, in desperation, he shakes off the woman. The proverb means that when a man becomes half-mad, he will shake and shake and shake until he's free of a woman.
    prisцитирапреди 2 години
    I am convinced that human life is filled with many pure, happy, serene examples of insincerity, truly splendid of their kind—of people deceiving one another without (strangely enough) any wounds being inflicted, of people who seem unaware even that they are deceiving one another.
    b8213940150цитирапреди 8 месеца
    Of all the people I had ever known, that miserable Tsuneko really was the only one I loved.
    rebusalla818цитирапреди 8 месеца
    I also have the impression that many women have been able, instinctively, to sniff out this loneliness of mine, which I confided to no one, and this in later years was to become one of the causes of my being taken advantage of in so many ways.
    Women found in me a man who could keep a love secret.
    b2909213427цитирапреди 4 месеца
    Whenever I was asked what I wanted my first impulse was to answer "Nothing." The thought went through my mind that it didn't make any difference, that nothing was going to make me happy. At the same time I was congenitally unable to refuse anything offered to me by another person, no matter how little it might suit my tastes.
    b2909213427цитирапреди 4 месеца
    thought, "As long as I can make them laugh, it doesn't matter how, 111 be all right. If I succeed in that, the human beings probably won't mind it too much if I remain outside their lives. The one thing I must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: I shall be nothing, the wind, the sky."
    Shiroцитирапреди 4 месеца
    I craved desperately some great savage joy, no matter how immense the suffering that might ensue, but my only actual pleasure was to engage in meaningless chatter with the customers and to drink their liquor.
    Zara Azmatцитирапреди 4 месеца
    Better be merry with the fruitful Grape than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.'
    GabbytheBicohцитирапреди 7 месеца
    I thought, "As long as I can make them laugh, it doesn't matter how, I'll be all right. If I succeed in that, the human beings probably won't mind it too much if I remain outside their lives. The one thing I must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: I shall be nothing, the wind, the sky."
    SeiraL~цитирапреди 8 месеца
    What is society but an individual?
    SeiraL~цитирапреди 8 месеца
    I was frightened even by God. I could not believe in His love, only in His punishment. Faith. That, I felt, was the act of facing the tribunal of justice with one's head bowed to receive the scourge of God. I could believe in hell, but it was impossible for me to believe in the existence of heaven.
    SeiraL~цитирапреди 8 месеца
    Just enough talent to get along—I really had to smile at that. Imagine saying that I had enough talent to get along! It occurred to me that a man like myself who dreads human beings, shuns and deceives them, might on the surface seem strikingly like another man who reveres the clever, wordly-wise rules for success embodied in the proverb "Let sleeping dogs lie." Is it not true that no two human beings understand anything whatsoever about each other, that those who consider themselves bosom friends may be utterly mistaken about their fellow and, failing to realize this sad truth throughout a lifetime, weep when they read in the newspapers about his death?
    SeiraL~цитирапреди 8 месеца
    I thought that I for one would like to make such a prayer:

    Oh, vouchsafe unto me a will of ice. Acquaint me with the true natures of "human beings." Is it not a sin for a man to push aside his fellow? Vouchsafe unto me a mask of anger.
    b8213940150цитирапреди 8 месеца
    "You miss her, don't you?"

    "Yes." I answered in a particularly faint and faraway voice.
    b8213940150цитирапреди 8 месеца
    I felt secretly like telling the group, "This isn't my business. Why don't you get a regular party man to do it? "
    b8213940150цитирапреди 8 месеца
    What do you mean by not having faith in human beings? When did you become a Christian anyway?" I fail to see, however, that a distrust for human beings should necessarily lead directly to religion.
    rebusalla818цитирапредходен месец
    doubt gave birth to fresh doubt
    rebusalla818цитирапредходен месец
    but rather a fierce ancestral dread that could not be expressed in four or five words, something perhaps like encountering in the sacred grove of a Shinto shrine the white-clothed body of the god.
    rebusalla818цитирапредходен месец
    Crime and punishment. Dostoievski. These words grazed over a corner of my mind, startling me. Just supposing Dostoievski ranged 'crime' and 'punishment' side by side not as synonyms but as antonyms. Crime and punishment—absolutely incompatible ideas, irreconcilable as oil and water. I felt I was
    beginning to understand what lay at the bottom of the scum-covered, turbid pond, that chaos of Dostoievski's mind—no, I still didn't quite see . . . Such thoughts were flashing through my head like a revolving lantern when I heard a voice.
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