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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
We talked about constellations-the usual thing, when two people haven't yet discovered which one knows less about the stars than the other; the rest is romantic fantasy, which I can't bear.
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
In Florence I rebelled and told her that frankly I thought her Fra Angelico rather mawkish. Then I corrected myself and said "naive." She didn't deny it, on the contrary, she was delighted; it couldn't be naïve enough for her. What I enjoyed was campari!
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
Boys!" she said. "You can't imagine what they're like-they think you're their mother, and that's frightful!
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
Why should I be melancholy? England wasn't in sight yet.
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Max Frisch _ Max Frisch erzählt: Mein Name
Jeder Mensch erfindet sich früher oder später eine Geschichte, die er für sein Leben hält", {...} "oder eine ganze Reihe von Geschichten" {...}.
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Max Frisch _ Montauk
I have been serving up stories to some sort of public, and in these stories I have, I know, laid myself bare - to the point of non-recognition. I live, not with my own story, but just with those parts of it that I have been able to put to literary use. Whole areas are missing: my father, my brother, my sister. Last year my sister died. I was disturbed to realize that I knew so much about her and yet had written none of it. It is not even true that I have always described just myself. I have never described myself. I have only betrayed myself.
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
Children are something we want or don't want.
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
How many children are really wanted? The fact that the woman would rather have it once it's there is a different matter, an automatic reaction of the instincts, she forgets she tried to avoid it and added to this is the feeling of power over the man, motherhood as an economic weapon in the hands of the woman.
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
My work?" she said. "You can see for yourself, patching up fragments. That is supposed to have been a vase. From Crete. I stick the past together.
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
My life was in her hands .
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
the Indians were far too gentle, too peaceable, positively childlike. They squatted for whole evenings in their white straw hats on the earth, motionless as toadstools, content without light, silent. The sun and moon were enough light for them, an effeminate race, eerie but innocuous.
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Max Frisch _ Homo Faber
Ivy was a model, she chose her clothes to match the color of the car, I think, and the color of the car to match her lipstick or the other way around, I'm not sure which it was.
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