Quotes:

“Левитан оставался один” (Чёрный кофе – Владимирская Русь)

“Quero mihi similes
et adiungor pravis. ” ( Carmina Burana – Carl Off )

O Fortune, like the moon of ever changing state, you are always waxing or waning; hateful life now is brutal, now pampers our feelings with its game; poverty, power, it melts them like ice.

Fate, savage and empty, you are a turning wheel, your position is uncertain, your favour is idle and always likely to disappear; covered in shadows and veiled you bear upon me too; now my back is naked through the sport of your wickedness.

The chance of prosperity and of virtue is not now mine; whether willing or not, a man is always liable for Fortune’s service. At this hour without delay touch the strings! Because through luck she lays low the brave, all join with me in lamentation!

When we are in the tavern, we do not care about what earth is (i.e. what we are made of), we set about gambling and over that we always sweat. We must investigate what happens in the tavern where money is the butler; pay attention to what I say.

Some gamble, some drink, some live without discretion. From those who spend their time in gambling, some are stripped bare, some win clothes, some are dressed in sacks; there no-one fears death, but for the wine they throw dice.

First, for the payment of the wine (i.e. who pays for the wine). Then the boozers start to drink; they drink once to those in prison, after that, three times for the living, four times for all Christendom, five times for the faithful departed, six times for sisters of loose virtue, seven times for soldiers of the forest, eight times for brothers in error, nine times for scattered monks, ten times for those who sail, eleven times for men quarrelling, twelve times for those doing penance, thirteen times for those on journeys.

For pope and king alike all drink without restraint.

The mistress drinks, so does the master, the soldier drinks, so does the cleric, that man drinks, that woman drinks, the servant drinks with the maid, the fast man drinks, so does the slow, the white man drinks, so does the black, the stay-at-home drinks, so does the wanderer, the fool drinks, so does the scholar.

The poor drink, and the sick, the exile and the unknown, the boy, the greybeard, the bishop, the deacon, sister, brother, old woman, mother, that woman, this man, they drink by the hundred, by the thousand.

Large sums of money last too short a time when everybody drinks without moderation and limit, even though they drink with a happy heart; in this everyone sponges on us and it will make us poor.

Damnation to those who sponge on us! Put not their names in the book of Just.

Provérbio turco sobre o café:
“Escuro como o inferno,
Forte como a morte,
doce como o amor”

“Sou um homem doente… Sou um homem despeitado. Sou um homem desagradável.Creio que sofro do fígado.” – Notas do Subterrâneo – F. Dostoievsky

“O irreparável rói, feito praga inimiga” (Flores do mal – Charles Baudelaire)

“Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?
Then he is not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing?
Then he is malevolent.
Is he both able and willing?
Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able nor willing?
Then why call him God? ”
( Epicurus )

“Se vcoê pudesse argumentar racionalmente com pessoas religiosas. não haveira pessoas religiosas” (House)

“The only good is knowledge and the only evil is ignorance” (Socrates)

“The fact that a believer is happier than a skeptic is no more to the
point than the fact that a drunken man is happier than a sober one” (George Bernard Shaw)

“Religion has actually convinced people that there’s an invisible man — living in the sky — who watches
everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do.. And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever ‘til the end of time! ..But He loves you. (George Carlin)

“Religion is excellent stuff for keeping common people quiet” (Napoleon Bonaparte)

“I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours.” — Stephen Roberts

“Religion is the opium of the people” ( Karl Marx )

“Men will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest” –Denis Diderot

Faith means not wanting to know what is true. – Friedrich Nietzsche

To surrender to ignorance and call it God has always been premature, and it remains premature today. – Isaac Asimov

The God of the Old Testament is arguably the most unpleasant character in all fiction: jealous and proud of it; a petty, unjust, unforgiving control-freak; a vindictive, bloodthirsty ethnic cleanser; a misogynistic, homophobic, racist, infanticidal, genocidal, filicidal, pestilential, megalomaniacal, sadomasochistic, capriciously malevolent bully. – Richard Dawkins

It is not as in the Bible, that God created man in his own image. But, on the contrary, man created God in his own image. – Ludwig Feuerbach

In Christianity neither morality nor religion come into contact with reality at any point. – Friedrich Nietzsche

When a man is freed of religion, he has a better chance to live a normal and wholesome life. – Sigmund Freud

The inspiration of the bible depends on the ignorance of the person who reads it. – Robert G. Ingersoll

I am against religion because it teaches us to be satisfied with not understanding the world. – Richard Dawkins

Most religions prophecy the end of the world and then consistently work together to ensure that these prophecies come true. – Anonymous

A theologian is like a blind man in a dark room searching for a black cat which isn’t there – and finding it!
There are no people more enslaved than those who believe themselves free.

“Choramos ao nascer porque chegamos a este imenso cenário de dementes.”
“Essa consciência que faz de todos nós covardes”
“Alguns elevam-se pelo pecado, outros caem pela virtude” (Shakespeare)

“я знаю, что ви хотите меня” – Winchester College 2009

“You have traveled far
What have you found ?
That there’s no time
There’s no time
To analyze
To think things through
To make sense” (Analyze – Thom Yorke)

“ You’re just playing a part “
“ Time is running out for us
But you just move the hands upon the clock
You throw coins in a wishing well,
Wake up
You make believe that you are still in charge “
“ It’s relentless, invisible, indefatigable, indisputable, undeniable,
So how come it looks so beautiful ?
How come the moon falls from the sky ?

I can see you
But I can never reach you “ (Thom Yorke)

“Como abafar este remorso interminável,
Que vive, se enrosca e se agita,
E se nutre de nós como um verme insaciável,
Qual do carvalho o parasita ?
Como abafar este remorso inexorável ? (Charles Baudelaire)

” Em geral, o homem só é sociável na medida em que for intelectualmente pobre e ordinariamente vulgar.”
Arthur Schopenhauer

Grandes almas sempre encontraram forte oposição de mentes medíocres.
Albert Einstein

(Perfeição – Renato Russo)
Vamos celebrar
A estupidez humana
A estupidez de todas as nações
O meu país e sua corja
De assassinos
Covardes, estupradores
E ladrões…
Vamos celebrar
A estupidez do povo
Nossa polícia e televisão
Vamos celebrar nosso governo
E nosso estado que não é nação…
Celebrar a juventude sem escolas
As crianças mortas
Celebrar nossa desunião…
Vamos celebrar Eros e Thanatos
Persephone e Hades
Vamos celebrar nossa tristeza
Vamos celebrar nossa vaidade…
Vamos comemorar como idiotas
A cada fevereiro e feriado
Todos os mortos nas estradas
Os mortos por falta
De hospitais…
Vamos celebrar nossa justiça
A ganância e a difamação
Vamos celebrar os preconceitos
O voto dos analfabetos
Comemorar a água podre
E todos os impostos
Queimadas, mentiras
E seqüestros…
Nosso castelo
De cartas marcadas
O trabalho escravo
Nosso pequeno universo
Toda a hipocrisia
E toda a afetação
Todo roubo e toda indiferença
Vamos celebrar epidemias
É a festa da torcida campeã…
Vamos celebrar a fome
Não ter a quem ouvir
Não se ter a quem amar
Vamos alimentar o que é maldade
Vamos machucar o coração…
Vamos celebrar nossa bandeira
Nosso passado
De absurdos gloriosos
Tudo que é gratuito e feio
Tudo o que é normal
Vamos cantar juntos
O hino nacional
A lágrima é verdadeira
Vamos celebrar nossa saudade
Comemorar a nossa solidão…
Vamos festejar a inveja
A intolerância
A incompreensão
Vamos festejar a violência
E esquecer a nossa gente
Que trabalhou honestamente
A vida inteira
E agora não tem mais
Direito a nada…
Vamos celebrar a aberração
De toda a nossa falta
De bom senso
Nosso descaso por educação
Vamos celebrar o horror
De tudo isto
Com festa, velório e caixão
Tá tudo morto e enterrado agora
Já que também podemos celebrar
A estupidez de quem cantou
Essa canção…
Venha!
Meu coração está com pressa
Quando a esperança está dispersa
Só a verdade me liberta
Chega de maldade e ilusão
Venha!
O amor tem sempre a porta aberta
E vem chegando a primavera
Nosso futuro recomeça
Venha!
Que o que vem é Perfeição!…

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