Showing posts with label Mikhail Bulgákov. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mikhail Bulgákov. Show all posts

a rose is a rose is a rose

A prática da religião católica tem permitido aos seus mais fervorosos devotos e aficionados, ao longo dos tempos, elaborar sobre aquilo que seria o Inferno, esse ‘todo-devorador lago de chamas’.


Contra todas as leis da física e da biologia, a infinita capacidade imaginativa humana descreve, por linhas vis, a dimensão da culpa. Arma para contrariar, ou resfriar a, toda-poderosa, pulsão do prazer.

"Master and Margarita", de Viktor Lazarev


Impérios de ficções / e o Diabo escolheu sambar


“What would your good be doing if there were no evil, and what would the earth look like if shadows disappeared from it? After all, shadows are cast by objects and people. There is the shadow of my sword. But there are also shadows of trees and living creatures. Would you like to denude the earth of all the trees and all the living beings in order to satisfy your fantasy of rejoicing in the naked light?” Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita


Rolling Stone - Sympathy for the Devil