“Mazi stāsti par lielo kosmosu”

Laiks nav pielūdzams. Tas aiznes līdzi visu, kas kļuvis nespēcīgs, satrunējis, nodzīvojis savu mūžu, un izlauž ceļu jaunajam, progresīvajam. Kā augstākais tiesnesis tas negrozāmi nospriež, kuru gaida nemirstība, kuru – aizmirstība. Laiks smejas par to ļaužu neauglīgajiem mēģinājumiem, kuri cenšas apstādināt, aizkavēt vēstures gaitu. Laiks ir kopā ar tiem, kuri skatās uz priekšu, sapņo, cīnās, ceļ nākotni. Jau Majakovskis rakstīja: “Nākotne pati neatnāks, ja par to necīnīsimies!” Nākotne nav aiz kalniem. To sasniegs visa cilvēce, un padomju tauta jau tagad veido to. Šī nākotne ir komunisms. Laiks strādā komunisma labā!

Victor Hugo “Les Misérables”

Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, which have become gradually illegible beneath the rain and the dust, and which are, to-day, probably effaced:

Il dort. Quoique le sort fut pour lui bien etrange,
Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n’eut plus son ange.
La chose simplement d’elle-meme arriva,
Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s’en va.

Paulu Koelju “Vienpadsmit minūtes”

Visbeidzot pateicos Marijai (segvārds), kas šodien dzīvo Lozannā, ir precējusies un audzina divas brīnišķīgas meitas. Stāsts, ko Marija daudzās jo daudzās tikšanās reizēs uzticēja man un Monikai, ir šīs grāmatas pamatā.

Kolins Vilsons “Apziņas parazīti”

Un, tā kā šķiet, ka droši vien nekādi pierādījumi turpmāk nav gaidāmi, tad mums nekas cits neatliek kā atturēties no galīgā sprieduma par šo tematu.

Laurence Sterne “Tristram Shandy”

A Cock and a Bull, said Yorick – And one of the best of its kind, I ever heard.

End of the Fourth Volume.

Bībele “Jaunā derība”

21 Mūsu Kunga Jēzus žēlastība lai ir ar visiem! Amen!

Thomas Stearns Eliot “The Waste Land”

Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.

Shantih shantih shantih

Jacob Gottwals Francis “A Book of Cheerful Cats and Other Animated Animals”

It makes a Cat-o’-Nine-Tails simply smile,

When a Peacock tries the Neighbors to beguile.

John Milton “Paradise Lost”

Of Paradise, so late their happy seat,

Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate

With dreadful faces thronged, and fiery arms:

Some natural tears they dropt, but wiped them soon;

The world was all before them, where to choose

Their place of rest, and Providence their guide:

They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow,

Through Eden took their solitary way.

Chapman Cohen “Religion And Sex”

Well, we know that the course of history has been far different from what I have assumed to be the case. We know that the savage dies out very slowly, and that even in civilised States to-day he is honoured in the existence of a whole army of representatives. Each generation moves along the road marked out by its predecessors, and broadens or lengthens it to but a small extent. For many, many generations people went on adopting the conclusions of the savage concerning man and the universe, and finding proofs of the soundness of those conclusions in exactly the same kind of experiences. The beliefs thus engendered were wild and absurd – admittedly so, and many of such a nature that educated people are now ashamed of them. But such as they were, they served the purpose of perpetuating the belief in the supernatural, and so served to strengthen the general religious idea. Of that there can be no reasonable doubt. For the influence of beliefs that have been long held does not end with the intellectual perception of their falsity. A belief such as witchcraft dies out, but by that time it has done its work in familiarising the general mind with the reality of the supernatural, and so prepares the ground for other harvests. These long centuries of superstitious beliefs have left behind in society a psychological residuum that is at all times an obstacle and is sometimes fatal to scientific thinking. We are like men who have obtained freedom after almost a lifetime of slavery. We may be no longer in any real danger of the lash, but fear of the whip has become part of our nature, and we shrink without cause. So with all those now admitted delusions that have been described in the foregoing pages, and which for generations were asserted without question. They bit deeply in to social institutions; the temper of mind they induced became part of our social heritage. They perpetuated the long reign of supernaturalism, and still interpose a serious obstacle to sane and helpful conceptions of man and the universe.

Herman Melville “Moby Dick”

A sky-hawk that tauntingly had followed the main-truck downwards from its natural home among the stars, pecking at the flag, and incommoding Tashtego there; this bird now chanced to intercept its broad fluttering wing between the hammer and the wood; and simultaneously feeling that etherial thrill, the submerged savage beneath, in his death-gasp, kept his hammer frozen there; and so the bird of heaven, with archangelic shrieks, and his imperial beak thrust upwards, and his whole captive form folded in the flag of Ahab, went down with his ship, which, like Satan, would not sink to hell till she had dragged a living part of heaven along with her, and helmeted herself with it.  Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.

Quotations from Chairman Mao Tse-Tung

In order to have a real grasp of Marxism, one must learn it not only from books, but mainly through class struggle, through practical work and close contact with the masses of workers and peasants. When in addition to reading some Marxist books our intellectuals have gained some understanding through close contact with masses of workers and peasants and their own practical work, we will all be speaking the same language, not only the common language of patriotism and the common language of the socialist system, but probably even the common language of the communist world outlook. If that happens, all of us will certainly work much better.

Seržs Gingers “Geštalts – kontakta māksla”

20. Indivīds grupā: grupa, darbnīca vai uzņēmums nedrīkst “iznīcināt” indivīdu, tiem ir jāļauj indivīdam sevi realizēt viņam raksturīgā ritmā un ar viņam raksturīgajām bagātībām vai specifisko potenciālu.

Nikolajs Žuravļevs “Soli pa solim”

Jau vairāk nekā divdesmit gadus Rīgā latviešu un krievu valodā iznāk žurnāls “Šahs”, kas guvis lasītājus visā Padomju Savienībā un gandrīz 50 ārvalstīs.

Hermanis Hese “Stikla pērlīšu spēle”

Tikai ar skatienu, kurā jautās kas līdzīgs vēlīgai dalībai, mājienam, ka starp abiem radušās kādas saites – meistara un mācekļa attiecības,- ar šo skatienu vien jogs uzņēma Dasu par savu skolnieku. Šis skatiens aizliedza Dasam domāt veltīgas domas, pakļāva viņu stingrai kalpībai. Tas ir viss, kas stāstāms par Dasas dzīvi, atlikušais notika viņpus tēliem un norisēm. Mežu viņš vairs neatstāja.

Gilbert Murray “Five Stages of Greek Religion”

Souls that have lived in virtue are in general happy, and when separated from the irrational part of their nature, and made clean from all matter, have communion with the gods and join them in the governing of the whole world. Yet even if none of this happiness fell to their lot, virtue itself, and the joy and glory of virtue, and the life that is subject to no grief and no master are enough to make happy those who have set themselves to live according to virtue and have achieved it.

Zofija Posmiša “Pasažiere”

- Kā redzams … – Valters brīdi vilcinājās, – kā redzams, jums nebūs neviena, ar ko pārrunāt šo jautājumu. Jā. Man ļoti žēl. Jums … jums … neveicas, mister Bredlij.

K. Siliņa “Tautas virtuve”

V a s k u   d r ā n a s  mazgā ar zaļām ziepēm un noberž ar olbaltumā samērcētu lupatu.

Egīls Venters “Radio Luxembourg”

Cauri motora troksnim saklausu skaņas, kas šķiet reiz dzirdētas. Tās nesākas automašīnas salonā. Tās neskan no radio. Tās dzimušas laikā, kas paliek aiz muguras. Esmu tās jau dzirdējis.

“Es atceros…”

Vilma Bērtiņa “Mājas cepumi”

Kakao var arī pievienot 3 saputotus olu dzeltēnumus vai 1 karoti kartupeļu miltu; tad kakao būs tumīgāks.

James Graham Ballard “Crash”

Meanwhile, the traffic moves in an unceasing flow along the flyover. The aircraft rise from the runways of the airport, carrying the remnants of Vaughan’s semen to the instrument panels and radiator grilles of a thousand crashing cars, the leg stances of a million passengers.

Fransuāza Sagāna “Esiet sveicinātas, skumjas”

Tikai rītausmā, kad esmu gultā un vienīgais troksnis Parīzē ir braucošas mašīnas, atmiņa mani reizēm pieviļ: atkal atgriežas vasara un visas ar to saistītās atmiņas. Anna, Anna! Ļoti klusi un ļoti ilgi atkārtoju šo vārdu tumsā. Un tad kaut kas pārņem mani, kaut kas tāds, ko, acis aizvērusi, es saucu īstajā vārdā: “Esiet sveicinātas, skumjas!”

Verkors “Verdenas spiestuve”

Pārs pēc Francijas atbrīvošanas bijis apcietināts trīs dienas. Bet iespaidīgi ļaudis galvojuši par viņa noskaņojumu. Kopš 1943. gada beigām viņš iemaksājis prāvas summas zināmām organizācijām. Turklāt viņš ļoti labi informēts visos jautājumos, kas attiecas uz elektrolītisko varu. Bez Pāra, kā stāsta, būtu grūti iztikt. Sadales birojā viņš tagad esot liels vīrs. Un izrīkojoties tur, kā pašam tīk.

1945. gada augustā

Марк Солонин “Бочка и обручи или Когда началась Великая Отечественная война”

Вот именно так „всегда бывает”, когда чекист (или его жена) отправляются во вражеский тыл. Или на встречу с трудящимися Страны Советов, у которых (в первый раз за много лет) появилась возможность выразить действием свою любовь к славным чекистам и их женам…

Henry S. Olcott “The Buddhist Catechism”

XIV  Buddhism discourages superstitious credulity.  Gautama Buddha taught it to be the duty of a parent to have his child educated in science and literature.  He also taught that no one should believe what is spoken by any sage, written in any book, or affirmed by tradition, unless it accord with reason.

Paul Ernst “The Red Hell of Jupiter”

They secured the trap-door, and turned on the air-rectifiers. Brand moved to the controls, waved to Greca, who was smiling at him through the glass panel, and pointed the ship on its triumphant, four hundred million mile journey home.

Murray Leinster “Keyhole”

There’s a story about a psychologist who was studying the intelligence of a chimpanzee. He led the chimp into a room full of toys, went out, closed the door and put his eye to the keyhole to see what the chimp was doing. He found himself gazing into a glittering interested brown-eye only inches from his own. The chimp was looking through the keyhole to see what the psychologist was doing.

Stīvens Siliaks “Staļina čemodāns”

Jumis iesmējās. Motors vairs nedūca, motors kauca, laiva izslēja priekšgalu un, baltas putas sķiezdama, pazuda miglā.

Lions Feihtvangers “Viltus Nerons”

Ziņas par Viltus Neronu un norādījumus par viņu var atrast Tacita, Svetonija, Diona Kasija, Zonāra un Ksifilina darbos, turklāt vēl Jāņa Atklāsmē un Sibillas ceturtajā grāmatā.

James H. Schmitz “Gone Fishing”

He reached past McAllen, adjusted the scanner. The printing on the card swam suddenly into focus before McAllen’s eyes.

The message was terse, self-explanatory, to the point:

GONE FISHING,

Regards,

B. Chard.