“Martyrdom has always been a proof of the intensity never of the correctness of a belief.”
Arthur Schnitzler“Martyrdom has always been a proof of the intensity never of the correctness of a belief.”
Arthur Schnitzler“The ovation roared around him. He felt nothing in particular, hardly even the embarrassment he had feared. He had to go up again—this time without Fräulein Gasteiner, and it was a little peculiar to him to hear the noise of clapping hands and the loud shouts of "Bravo". He bowed several times, turned to the door and then, just as the clapping was getting weaker, he heard a voice from slightly behind him, or to the side—he couldn't quite tell—but the words were perfectly distinct, no matter how quietly they had been said: "Poor devil!" He wanted to look around, but he felt that that would seem absurd.”
Arthur Schnitzler, Später Ruhm: Novelle“Ghosts!—They exist, they exist! Dead things playing at being alive.”
Arthur Schnitzler, Selected Short Fiction“Oh, we do not understand death, we never understand it; creatures are only truly dead when everyone else has died who knew them.”
Arthur Schnitzler, Selected Short Fiction