"If a man loves us, and we are happy for him, because this kind of effort is only required if we feel that we are loved, and if that man is a high-order being, with some effort he can get us to feel anything, see through anything, understand anything, everything. , and slowly, little by little, every vibration of his spirit finds an echo in us. This then mostly fades, evaporates, dies out, because we forget, oh, we forget, just as the air forgets the spoken word. We are receptive and learnable, but our environment constantly bends, influences and changes us. If you only knew how many different states of mind change in me, and turn me into so many different beings according to the weather, how I feel, what I read, who I talk to. There are days when I have an exemplary family spirit, even though I don't have children, and other days, you might say, I have the soul of a whore, even though I don't have a lover.
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Author
Guy de MaupassantAll Translations
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If a man loves us, and we are happy for him, because this kind of effort is only required if we feel that we are loved, and if that man is a high-order being, with some effort he can get us to feel anything, see through anything, understand anything, everything. , and slowly, little by little, every vibration of his spirit finds an echo in us. This then mostly fades, evaporates, dies out, because we forget, oh, we forget, just as the air forgets the spoken word. We are receptive and learnable, but our environment constantly bends, influences and changes us. If you only knew how many different states of mind change in me, and turn me into so many different beings according to the weather, how I feel, what I read, who I talk to. There are days when I have an exemplary family spirit, even though I don't have children, and other days, you might say, I have the soul of a whore, even though I don't have a lover.
""Ha egy férfi szeret bennünket, és mi örülünk neki, mert ilyesfajta erőfeszítés csak akkor telik tőlünk, ha érezzük, hogy szeretnek bennünket, és ha az a férfi magasrendű lény, némi fáradsággal elérheti, hogy bármire ráérezzünk, bármit átlássunk, felfogjunk, akármit, mindent, s lassanként, apránként szellemének minden rezdülete visszhangra talál bennünk. Ez aztán többnyire elhalványul, elpárolog, kihuny, mert mi felejtünk, ó, mi felejtünk, ahogy a levegő is elfelejti a kimondott szót. Fogékonyak vagyunk, tanulékonyak, de környezetünk szüntelenül hajlít, befolyásol és változtat bennünket. Ha tudná, hányféle lelkiállapot váltakozik bennem egyre, s mind megannyiféle lénnyé alakít aszerint, hogy milyen az idő, hogy érzem magam, mit olvasok, kivel beszélgetek. Vannak napok, amikor példás családanyalelkem van, pedig nincs is gyerekem, máskor meg, mondhatni, szajhalelkem, pedig nincs is szeretőm."