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“Mutluluğu uzaklarda aramaya kalkmanın ne anlamı var, işte burada, elimin altında!”

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This novel is a complex and intricate tale that delves into the lives of characters involved in the tumultuous political climate of 19th-century Italy. It is renowned for its detailed portrayal of the era's societal and political dynamics, as well as its exploration of themes such as honor, betrayal, and the struggle for power. more

Author

Stendhal

Stendhal, born Marie-Henri Beyle, was a prominent 19th-century French novelist and literary critic. Known for his profound psychological portrayals and unique narrative style, his works include masterpieces such as 'The Red and the Black' and 'The Charterhouse of Parma'. Stendhal was born on January 23, 1783, and died on March 23, 1842. more

“Tahtın üzerine ya da yakınına doğan zeki insanlar, kısa sürede incelikli düşünme yetilerini yitirirler; çevrelerinde, kabalık olarak gördükleri konuşma özgürlüğünü yasaklarlar; yalnızca birtakım maskeler görmek isterler ve insanları tenlerinin güzelliğine bakarak yargılamaya kalkarlar; işin hoş yanı, sezgilerinin çok ince olduğuna inanmalarıdır.”

Stendhal Parma Manastırı

Book:The Charterhouse of Parma

Source: The Charterhouse of Parma

“So often have I studied the views of Florence, that I was familiar with the city before I ever set foot within its walls; I found that I could thread my way through the streets without a guide. Turning to the left I passed before a bookseller's shop, where I bought a couple of descriptive surveys of the city (guide). Twice only was I forced to inquire my way of passers by, who answered me with politeness which was wholly French and with a most singular accent; and at last I found myself before the facade of Santa Croce. Within, upon the right of the doorway, rises the tomb of Michelangelo; lo! There stands Canova's effigy of Alfieri; I needed no cicerone to recognise the features of the great Italian writer. Further still, I discovered the tomb of Machiavelli; while facing Michelangelo lies Galileo. What a race of men! And to these already named, Tuscany might further add Dante, Boccaccio and Petrarch. What a fantastic gathering! The tide of emotion which overwhelmed me flowed so deep that it scarce was to be distinguished from religious awe. The mystic dimness which filled the church, its plain, timbered roof, its unfinished facade – all these things spoke volumes to my soul. Ah! Could I but forget...! A Friar moved silently towards me; and I, in the place of that sense of revulsion all but bordering on physical horror which usually possesses me in such circumstances, discovered in my heart a feeling which was almost friendship. Was not he likewise a Friar, Fra Bartolomeo di San Marco, that great painter who invented the art of chiaroscuro, and showed it to Raphael, and was the forefather of Correggio? I spoke to my tonsured acquaintance, and found in him an exquisite degree of politeness. Indeed, he was delighted to meet a Frenchman. I begged him to unlock for me the chapel in the north-east corner of the church, where are preserved the frescoes of Volterrano. He introduced me to the place, then left me to my own devices. There, seated upon the step of a folds tool, with my head thrown back to rest upon the desk, so that I might let my gaze dwell on the ceiling, I underwent, through the medium of Volterrano's Sybills, the profoundest experience of ecstasy that, as far as I am aware, I ever encountered through the painter's art. My soul, affected by the very notion of being in Florence, and by proximity of those great men whose tombs I had just beheld, was already in a state of trance. Absorbed in the contemplation of sublime beauty, I could perceive its very essence close at hand; I could, as it were, feel the stuff of it beneath my fingertips. I had attained to that supreme degree of sensibility where the divine intimations of art merge with the impassioned sensuality of emotion. As I emerged from the porch of Santa Croce, I was seized with a fierce palpitations of the heart (that same symptom which, in Berlin, is referred to as an attack of nerves); the well-spring of life was dried up within me, and I walked in constant fear of falling to the ground. I sat down on one of the benches which line the piazza di Santa Croce; in my wallet, I discovered the following lines by Ugo Foscolo, which I re-read now with a great surge of pleasure; I could find no fault with such poetry; I desperately needed to hear the voice of a friend who shared my own emotion (…)”

Florence Stendhal Firenca Stendal

Book:Rome, Naples et Florence

Source: Rome, Naples et Florence

“aşk insanları birbirine eşitler, sakın denemeyin.”

Stendhal The Red And The Black

Author:Stendhal

“Segala hal yang dikatakan Komandan mengenai Orde adalah kebenaran yang tidak dilebih-lebihkan. Orde memang bersinonim dengan kebaikan. Orde menghargai kemajuan. Orde mencintai kehidupan. Orde bahkan mengajarkan pertobatan. Semua yang dijabarkan di dalam Kitab pada dasarnya akan berakhir pada kebahagiaan, pun setelah kematian. Akan tetapi Orde dan Kitab adalah takdir. Yang tidak dapat dibantah dan harus diterima semua orang dengan pasrah. Sama seperti penglihatanku, Orde tidak memberikan pilihan.”