Romain Gary Quotes

هیچ کس تا به حال دو مرتبه در عمرش عاشق نشده، عشق دوم ، عشق سوم ، اینها بی معنی است . فقط رفت و امد است . افت و خیز است . معاشرت می کنند و اسمش را می گذارند عشق.

С майчината любов още в зората си животът ви дава обещание, което никога не изпълнява. И после си принуден да зъзнеш до края на дните си.

... ces bouquets de fleurs qui partent à la recherche d'un cœur et ne trouvent qu'un vase.

Виждам живота като щафета, в която, преди да рухне, всеки трябва да отнесе възможно най-далеч предизвикателството да бъдеш човек.

You’re right. One has to be mad. [...] Do you remember about the prehistoric reptile, the an- cestor of man, the first to emerge from the mud in early Paleozoic times, a milliard years ago, who set out to live in the air and to breathe, even though he had no lungs? [...] Well, he was mad too. Absolutely bats. That’s why he tried. He’s the ancestor of us all, and we shouldn’t forget it. But for him we wouldn’t be here. He was as crazy as they come. We too have got to try. That's what progress is. By trying like him, perhaps we’ll wind up with the necessary organs, the organ of dignity, of decency, or of fraternity.

میلیون ها و میلیاردها آدم توی این دنیا هستند و همه شان می توانند بی تو زندگی کنند ، آخر من بدبخت چرا نمی توانم ؟

If the world can no longer afford the luxury of natural beauty, then it will soon be overcome and destroyed by its own ugliness.

Мълчахме и това решаваше всичко: мълчанието не ставаше непоносимо. Намирах, че има объркан вид, но може би просто имах нужда от надежда.

During the war he was an airman and slaughtered civilians from on high.

Çok eğlendim, teşekkür ederim. Hoşçakalın.

A man lives on hope. He keeps thinking things will somehow straighten themselves out.

I sat day after day in my little room, waiting for inspiration to visit me, trying to invent a pseudonym that would express, in a combination of noble and striking sounds, our dream of artistic achievement, a pen name grand enough to compensate for my own feeling of insecurity and helplessness at the idea of everything my mother expected from me.

زندگی، چیزی نیست که متعلق به همه باشد.

Я боялся ехать в Париж из-за пешеходных переходов. Натура водителя такова, что на зебрах больше всего шансов быть задавленным. Место узкое, четко отмеченное, парень за рулем может точно прицелиться.
Плюс зеленый свет, еще один шулер, усыпляет бдительность: переходи! – а ты и попался. Я всегда перехожу на красный.

Slowly I felt flooded with that agonizing and poignant confusion that surely comes to all aging men experiencing their first adolescent love. I had no great wish to go on living; what was the point of a flawed happiness. According to Bonnard, the hardest moment of all is when the artist longs to keep on but he’s conscience tells him that one brushstroke more will spoil the entire painting. And man has to know when to stop.