Elias Canetti

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You have but to know an object by its proper name for it to lose its dangerous magic.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Names
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Slumbering in every human being lies an infinity of possibilities, which one must not arouse in vain. For it is terrible when the whole man resonates with echoes and echoes, none becoming a real voice.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Real
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One has a prejudice wherever one fears a transformation.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Fear
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Someone who always has to lie discovers that every one of his lies is true
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Lying
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Beauty always has something remote.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Beauty
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History portrays everything as if it could not have come otherwise. History is on the side of what happened.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: History
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Justice begins with the recognition of the necessity of sharing. The oldest law is that which regulates it, and this is still themost important law today and, as such, has remained the basic concern of all movements which have at heart the community of human activities and of human existence in general.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Heart
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...how could I, fool that I am, go on sitting in my office, or here at home, instead of leaping onto a train with my eyes shut and opening them only when I am with you?
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Home
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There can be no Creator, simply because his grief at the fate of his creation would be inconceivable and unendurable.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Atheist
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A person often falls very ill in order to become someone else and then returns to health much disappointed.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Fall
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It is only in a crowd that man can become free of this fear of being touched. That is the only situation in which the fear changes into its oppositeā€¦ The reversal of fear of being touched belongs to the nature of crowds. The feeling of relief is most striking where the density of the crowd is greatest
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Men
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The act of naming is the great and solemn consolation of mankind
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Mankind
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Travelling, one accepts everything; indignation stays at home. One looks, one listens, one is roused to enthusiasm by the most dreadful things because they are new. Good travellers are heartless.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Home
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There emanates from superlatives a destructive force.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Force
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He would like to start from scratch. Where is scratch?
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Scratches
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A child. . . opens and closes like a blossom.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Children
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It is important what a man still plans at the end. It shows the measure of injustice in his death.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Death
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Everything one records contains a grain of hope, no matter how deeply it may come from despair.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Philosophical
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Success listens only to applause. To all else it is deaf
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Deaf
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A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Stars
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I want to keep smashing myself until I am whole.
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Want
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I try to imagine someone saying to Shakespeare, 'Relax!
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Trying
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Almost Kien was tempted to believe in happiness, that contemptible life-goal of illiterates. If it came of itself, without being hunted for, if you did not hold it fast by force and treated it with a certain condescension, it was permissible to endure its presence for a few days
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Believe
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Death is a scandal. The machine is functioning, we are all hostages
- Elias Canetti
Collection: Machines