Book: Nausea
Quotes of Book: Nausea
But a little while ago I made an experiment with the absolute or the absurd. This root-there was nothing in relation to which it was absurd. Oh, how can I put it in words? Absurd: in relation to the stones, the tufts of yellow grass, the dry mud, the tree, the sky, the green benches. Absurd, irreducible; nothing-not even a profound, secret upheaval of nature-couldexplain it. Evidently I did not know everything, I had not seen the seeds sprout, or the tree grow. Butfaced with this great wrinkled paw, neither ignorance nor knowledge was important: the world of explanations and reasons is not the world of existence. book-quoteМягкий свет; люди сидят по домам, они, конечно, тоже зажгли лампы. Они читают или смотрят в окно на небо. Для них... для них все иначе. Они состарились по-другому. Они живут среди завещанного добра, среди подарков, и каждый предмет их обстановки - воспоминание. Каминные часы, медали, портреты, ракушки, пресс-папье, ширмы, шали. Их шкафы битком набиты бутылками, отрезами, старой одеждой, газетами - они сохранили все. Прошлое это роскошь собственника.
А где бы я стал хранить свое прошлое? Прошлое в карман не положишь, надо иметь дом, где его разместить. У меня есть только мое тело, одинокий человек со своим одиноким телом не может удержать воспоминания, они проходят сквозь него. Я не имею права жаловаться: я хотел одного - быть свободным. book-quoteA few seconds more and the Negress will sing. It seems inevitable, so strong is the necessity of this music: nothing can interrupt it, nothing which comes from this time in which the world has fallen; it will stop by itself, as if by order. If I love this beautiful voice it is especially because of that: it is neither for its fulness nor its sadness, rather because it is the event for which so many notes have been preparing, from so far away, dying that it might be born. And yet I am troubled; it would take so little to make the record stop: a broken spring, the whim of Cousin Adolphe. How strange it is, how moving, that this hardness should be so fragile. Nothing can interrupt it yet it can break it. The last chord has died away. In the brief silence which follows I feel strongly that there is, that SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED.Silence."SOME OF THESE DAYSYOU'LL MISS ME HONEY book-quote
