Harry Mulisch

“Ik [ben] voorstander van abortus tot het veertigste levensjaar, en van euthanasie vanaf het veertigste.”

“I never understood how anyone could feel small compared with the universe. After all, man knows how overwhelmingly large it is, and a few others things besides, and that means he is not small. The fact that man has discovered all this precisely proves his greatness.”

“We underestimated human potential, both the strength of man's intellect and the weakness of his flesh, and therefore his receptivity to satanic inspiration -- but ultimately he is our creature, and so what we've really underestimated is our own creativity. What we made has turned out to be more than what we thought we had made. So ultimately in our failure there is a compliment to us: our creativity is greater than ourselves!”

“Perhaps, he thought, true pure love, like all flowers, flourished best with its roots in muck and mud. Perhaps that was a law of life that held everything together.”

“All human beings were of course unique, and they only discovered that when someone else fell in love with them or when no one ever fell in love with them.”

“If written in the three-letter words of the four-letter alphabet,a human being is determined by a genetic narrative long enough to fill the equivalent of 500 Bibles.In the meantime human beings have discovered this for themselves. That's right. They have uncovered our profoundest concept -- namely, that life is ultimately reading. They themselves are the Book of Books.”

“Alles waar je je wil en je aandacht op richt, wordt onzichtbaar, onbereikbaar, dat is tenminste mijn ervaring. Je ziet de dingen pas werkelijk uit je ooghoeken, als je eigenlijk ergens anders mee bezig bent. Het is net of de werkelijkheid zich dan gepasseerd voelt, het niet neemt en zich aan je opdringt.”

“Gelukkig is het geschrevene iets dat hoorbaar is zonder gehoord te hoeven worden. Zelfs het bescheidenste woordje dat ik neerschrijf, het woordje "zwijgen" bijvoorbeeld, overstemt het inferno in die stenen put.”

“That question is too good to spoil with an answer.”

“Whenever something serious happens, you're supposed to count yourself lucky and be happy.”

“All cows were like other cows, all tigers like all other tigers - What on earth happened to human beings?”

“Ieder mens heeft geloof ik het gevoel, dat hij er eigenlijk niet bijhoort, bij het leven van de andere mensen. Dat hij op een of andere manier iets anders is, een gast, en hij doet alle mogelijke moeite om te zorgen, dat de anderen dat niet zullen merken. Dat is het gevoel, dat alle mensen gemeen hebben, en daardoor horen ze juist bij elkaar.”

“In a world full of war, famine, oppression, deceit, monotony, what—apart from the eternal innocence of animals—offers an image of hope? A mother with a newborn child in her arms? The child may end up as a murderer or a murder victim, so that the hopeful image is a prefiguration of a pietà: a mother with her newly dead child on her lap.”

“He understood very well that it was just because of this intimacy that their marriage had not survived.”

“The way we word it, it's as if our backs were turned to the past as we look toward the futre; and that is, in fact, how we actually think of it: the future in front, the past behind. To dynamic personalities, the present is a ship that drives its bow through the rough seas of the future. To ore passive ones, it is rather like a raft drifting along with the tide. THere is, of course, something wrong with both these images, for if time is movement, then it must be moving through another kind of time, and the secondary time through yet another; and thus time is endlessly multiplied. This is the kind of concept that does not please philosophers, but then, inventions of the heart have little to do with those of the intellect. Besides, whoever keeps the future in front of him and the past at his back is doing something else that is hard to imagine. For the image implies that events somehow already exist in the future, reach the present at a determined moment, and finally come to rest in the past. But nothing exists in the future; it is empty; one might die at any minute. Therefore such a person has his face turned toward the void, whereas it is the past behind him that is visible, stored in the memory.”

“If you believe we shouldn't have done it, then you also believe that, in the light of history, the human race shouldn't have existed. Because then all the love and happiness and goodness in this world can't outweigh the life of a single child.”

“The process of putting Haarlem behind him resembled the changes a man goes through when he divorces. He takes a girl friend to forget his wife, but just doing that prolongs the connection with the wife. Possibly things will work out only with the next girl friend - although the third one has the best chance. Boundaries have to be continuously sealed off, but it's a hopeless job, fore everything touches everything else in this world. A beginning never disappears, not even with the ending.”

“A man who has never been hungry may possess a more refined palate, but he has no idea what it means to eat.”

“Hate is the darkness, that's no good. And yet we've got to hate Fascists, and that's considered perfectly all right. How is that possible? It's because we hate them in the name of the light, I guess, whereas they hate only in the name of darkness. We hate hate itself, and for this reason our hate is better than theirs. But that's why it's more difficult for us. For them everything is very simple, but for us it's more complicated. We've got to become a little bit like them in order to fight them so we become a little bit unlike ourselves. But they don't have that problem; they can do away with us without any qualms. We first have to do away with something inside ourselves before we can do away with them. Not them; they can simply remain themselves, that's why they're so strong. But they'll lose in the end, because they have no light in them. The only thing is, we mustn't become too much like them, mustn't destroy ourselves altogether, otherwise they'll have won in the end...”

“En dan is er nog iets met dat licht. Iemand die van iemand anders houdt, zegt altijd dat dat komt doordat die ander zo mooi is, op een of ander manier, van buiten of van binnen, of allebei, terwijl andere mensen daar vaak niets van zien, en meestal is het ook niet zo. Maar wie altijd mooi is, is degene die liefheeft, want hij heeft lief en wordt bestraald door dat licht. Er is een man die van mij houdt en die mij op een bepaalde manier ontzettend mooi vindt, maar dat ben ik helemaal niet. Hij is mooi, al is hij op allerlei manieren ontzettend lelijk. En ik ben ook mooi, maar alleen omdat ik ook van hem houd – al weet hij dat niet. Hij denkt van niet, maar ik houd van hem.”

“Using someone's name during a conversation was like a casual caress, like stroking their hair.”

“He and Onno had once come to the conclusion that you had to decide for yourself whether after your death you wanted to return to your father, then you must go into fire, because that was spirit, but your mother was of course the earth, the body.”

“Reality wasn’t a syllogism like “Socrates is a man—all men are mortal—hence Socrates is mortal,” but more like “Helga is a human being—all telephone booths have been vandalized—hence Helga must die.” Or like: “Hitler is a human being—all Jews are animals—hence all Jews must die.”

“If you find life absurd, shouldn’t you find death precisely meaningful?”

“I had already taken a step toward their house, but then Father said, 'No, not there. They're hiding Jews.'"Christ!" exclaimed Anton, slapping his forehead.”

“When we heard those shots and he saw Ploeg lying in front of the house, what he said was, 'My God, the lizards!'"With wide-eyed disbelief Anton looked out over her head.”

“Besides, whoever keeps the future in front of him and the past at his back is doing something else that's hard to imagine. For the image implies that events somehow already exist in the future, reach the present at a determined moment, and finally come to rest in the past. But nothing exists in the future; it is empty; one might die at any minute. Therefore such a person has his face toward the void, whereas it is the past behind him that is visible, stored in the memory.”

“In een paroxysme van kleuren ging de hemel zich inmiddels te buiten aan een zonsondergang, zoals die in Europa alleen door een krankzinnige belichtingstechnicus verzonnen kon worden, waarop onmiddelijk ontslag zou volgen”

“Als ein Schriftgelehrter Jesus einmal fragte, […]was nach seiner Meinung das grüßte Gebot im Gesetz sei, sagte er, es sei die Liebe zu Gott. Das zweite Gebot, man solle seinen Nächsten genauso lieben wie sich selbst, sei jedoch dem ersten gleich. Offenbar ging er davon aus, dass jeder sich selbst liebt; Menschenkenntnis war nicht gerade seine Stärke. In dieser Hinsicht mußte man erst noch auf den Juden aus Wien warten. Wer sich selbst nicht liebte oder gar hasste, durfte also dem zweiten ‚Wort’ zufolge auch seine Mitmenschen hassen, man durfte morden, wenn man dann auch Selbstmord verübte wie Judas oder Hitler. Von der Hölle hatte Jesus offenbar keine Ahnung, aber das war eigentlich klar: schließlich war er ein Wesen, das Gott liebte wie sich selbst. Aber der Kern seiner Antwort lag im Ist-Gleich-Zeichen, das er zwischen die fünf Gebote auf der einen und die fünf auf der anderen Tafel setzte; eines Tages formulierte er sogar eine positive Version der Goldenen Regel: ‚Was Du willst, das man dir tu, das füge auch dem andern zu, denn das ist das Gesetz und die Propheten.”

“Wie jeder Mensch hat auch ein Buchstabe eine Seele und einen Körper. Seine Seele ist das, was er sagt, und sein Körper ist das, woraus er gemacht ist: aus Tinte oder aus Stein.”

“Manchmal denke ich – und es fällt mir schwer das zu sagen -, daß er die Menschen besser kennt als der Chef. Der Chef ist ein Idealist, ein großer Schatz, der das Beste für die Menschen will, ohne zu wissen, mit wem er es eigentlich zu tun hat. Luzifer aber weiß, daß sie lieber Himmel und Erde untergehen lassen würden, als ihr Auto abzumelden.”

“In der Morgensonne schlenderte er über den Kurfürstendamm, kaufte sich an einem Kiosk einen Baedeker und nahm ein Taxi zum verwüsteten Reichstag, wo man emsig an der Restaurierung arbeite. Das Gebäude war barhäuptig: die große Mittelkuppel – Bismarcks Helm – war verschwunden, und als er sich umdrehte, sah er am anderen Ende der großen Wiese im Tiergarten das neue Kongreßzentrum, das exakt die Form von Hitlers Mütze hatte.”

“Die Frage, was nun eigentlich war zwischen ihnen, würden sie später erörtern, wenn all die Tage in ihrer Erinnerung zu einem einzigen, für immer unvergeßlichen Tag zusammengeflossen sein würden. Auch die Griechen, wußte Onno, die die Grundlage für die westliche Kultur gelegt hatten, besaßen kein Wort für „Kultur“. Die Wörter entstanden erst, wenn die Sache verschwunden war.”

“Un comienzo no desaparece nunca, ni siquiera con un final.”