#thomas bernhard

“Ho passato la vita cercando di liberarmi di me stesso, […] invano.”

Now he understood her, who had lived beside him so many years and been loved but never understood. You were never truly together with one you loved until the person in question was dead and actually inside you.

I genitori non esistono, esistono soltanto dei criminali che procreano nuovi esseri umani e che procedono con grandissima stoltezza e ottusità contro il nuovo essere umano da essi procreato, e in questa attività criminosa sono appoggiati dai governi, i quali non hanno alcun interesse ad avere un essere umano informato e quindi effettivamente adeguato ai tempi, poiché costui agirebbe, come è ovvio, contro i loro fini, e così da milioni e da miliardi di imbecilli saranno generati in continuazione, verosimilmente per altri decenni e probabilmente per secoli, milioni e miliardi di imbecilli.

"The truth is that I am happy only when I am sitting in the car, between the place I have just left and the place I am driving to. I am happy only when I am traveling; when I arrive, no matter where, I am suddenly the unhappiest person imaginable. Basically I am one of those people who cannot bear to be anywhere and are happy only between places. Years ago I believed that such a fatal condition would soon lead inevitably to total madness, which I have dreaded all my life, but in fact it preserved me from it. My friend Paul suffered from the same disease: for many years he was always traveling, simply in order to get away from one place and go to another, but he never succeeded in finding happiness on arrival. This was something we often talked about. In the first half of his life he traveled back and forth between Paris and Vienna, between Madrid and Vienna, and between London and Vienna, as was normal for someone of his background and means. I did the same—naturally on a more modest scale, though no less obsessively—switching between Nathal and Vienna, between Venice and Vienna, even between Rome and Vienna. I am the happiest traveler—when I am on the move, moving on or moving off—but the unhappiest arriver. Clearly this is a morbid condition."