Elias Canetti
Elias Canetti
Elias Canettiwas a German language author, born in Bulgaria, and later a British citizen. He was a modernist novelist, playwright, memoirist and non-fiction writer. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1981, "for writings marked by a broad outlook, a wealth of ideas and artistic power"...
NationalitySwiss
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 July 1905
CountrySwitzerland
mankind consolation solemn
The act of naming is the great and solemn consolation of mankind
art learning
Learning is the art of ignoring.
happiness hate people
I would like to become tolerant without overlooking anything, persecute no one even when all people persecute me; become better without noticing it; become sadder, but enjoy living; become more serene, be happy in others; belong to no one, grow in everyone; love the best, comfort the worst; not even hate myself anymore.
knowing important said
It is important to say all the great thoughts again, without knowing that they have already been said.
men sight doubt
There is no doubt: the study of man is just beginning, at the same time that his end is in sight
stars made constellations
His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.
boredom people adjusting
The first effect of adjusting to other people is that one becomes boring.
writing night infinite
The process of writing has something infinite about it. Even though it is interrupted each night, it is one single notation.
men
There is nothing that man fears more than the touch of the unknown.
writing pages should
When you write down your life, every page should contain something no one has ever heard about
thinking two differences
The paranoiac is the exact image of the ruler. The only difference is their position in the world. One might even think the paranoiac the more impressive of the two because he is sufficient unto himself and cannot be shaken by failure.
eye people decision
Every decision is liberating, even if it leads to disaster. Otherwise, why do so many people walk upright and with open eyes into their misfortune?
dying earth ugly
There is no such thing as an ugly language. Today I hear every language as if it were the only one, and when I hear of one that is dying, it overwhelms me as though it were the death of the earth.
inspirational dream helping
All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.