Ludwig Ii Quotes

Robert Heinlein may be responsible for more technical innovations, more rhetorical figures that have been absorbed into the particular practice of science fiction writing; his influence is certainly greater. But if this is so, it is at an extremely high cost, both ethically and aesthetically. (I use the terms in the same sense that allowed the young Ludwig Wittgenstein to jot in his notebook, on the 24th of July, 1916, almost two years before Sturgeon was born, “Ethics and aesthetics are one and the same”—the very sense, I presume, that allowed the young Georg Lukacs to write, only a year before that, in his Theory of the Novel, that fiction is “the only art form in which the artist’s ethical position is the aesthetic problem.”)

Sovereign King of Detachment and Renunciation, Emperor of Death and Shipwreck, living dream that gradually wanders among the worlds ruins and wastes! Sovereign King of Despair amid splendours, grieving lord of palaces that don't satisfy, master of processions and pageants that never succeed in blotting out life! Sovereign King risen from the tombs, who came in the night by the light of the moon to tell your life to the living, royal page of lilies that have lost their petals, imperial herald of the coldness of ivory! Sovereign King Shepard of the Watches, knight errant of Anxieties traveling on moonlit roads without glory and without even a lady to serve, lord in the forest and on the slopes, a silent silhouette with visor drawn shut, passing through valleys, misunderstood in villages, ridiculed in towns, scorned in the cities! Sovereign King consecrated by Death to be her own, pale and absurd, forgotten and unrecognized, reigning amid worn-out velvets and tarnished marble on his throne at the limits of the Possible, surrounded by the shadows of his unreal court and guarded by the fantasy of his mysterious, solidierless army. (...) Your love for things dreamed was your contempt for things lived. Virgin King who disdained love, Shadow King who disdained light, Dream King who denied life! Amid the muffled racket of cymbals and drums, Darkness acclaims you Emperor!

Ok. Hørte dere det, unger? Ingen linje fra Ludwig II til nasjonalsosialismen. Ifølge moren deres. Hvem vil ha is?

Most of Ludwig's excesses involved pursuits popular among Bavarians, who shared his love for hiking, drinking, and over the top decorating

His longing wove new patterns into the shiny black of his sphere. This time, he would kill. The thought satisfied him. He loved life for its propensity to be taken, loved the act of taking it.

The creature was coming to take her. The most dreadful creature imaginable was coming to abduct her and keep her in its black abyss. And she was guarded by a man with a box, another with a fruit knife and a third who had promised to kill her. Oh, and an opera singer lending her countenance.

Wagner should have known from the Tichatschek affair that Ludwig was capable of acting with steely determination in order to have his own way. The King had set his heart on having the Rheingold production as soon as possible and was not going to allow anyone to sabotage it.

What do you have”, she said , “that binds you to life? Love doesn't follow you, glory doesn't seek you, and power doesn't find you. The house that you inherit was in ruins. The lands you received had already lost their first fruits to frost, and the sun had withered their promises. You have never found water in your farm's well. And before you ever saw them, the leaves had all rotted in your pools; weeds covered the paths and walkways where your feet had never trod. “But in my domain, where only the night reigns, you will be consoled, for you hopes will have ceased; you will be able to forget, for your desire will have died; you will finally rest, for you'll have no life”. And she showed me the futility of hoping for better days when one isn't born with a soul that can know better days. She showed me how dreaming never consoles, for life hurts all the more when we wake up. She showed me how sleep gives no rest, for it is haunted by phantoms, shadows of things, ghost of gestures, stillborn desires, the flotsam from the shipwreck of living. (…) „Why try to be like others if you're condemned to being yourself? Why laugh if, when you laugh, even your genuine happiness is false, since it is born of forgetting who you are? Why cry if you feel it's of no use, and if you cry not because tears console you but because it grieves you that they don't?

On Ludwig II "He is not mad enough to be locked up but too abnormal to manage comfortably in the world with reasonable people".

FUNERAL MARCH FOR LUDWIG II, KING OF BAVARIA Today Death, tarrying longer than ever, came to sell at my doorstep. Slower than ever, she unfolded before me the rugs, silks and linens of her oblivion and her consolation. She smiled with satisfaction at the things she showed, without caring that I saw her smile. But as soon as I felt tempted to buy them, she said they weren’t for sale. She hadn’t come to make me want the things she showed but, through those things, to make me want her. The rugs, she said, were the kind that graced her far-away palace; the silks were the same ones worn in her castle of darkness; and even better linens than what she had showed me draped the altarpieces of her abode in the nether world.

Bergoglio empezó a interesarse por libros y documentos eclesiales: La historia de los Papas, de Ludwig von Pastor, las exhortaciones y encíclicas de Juan Pablo II, además de los libros de Joseph Ratzinger, que compraba en una librería de la ciudad. Quizás oscuramente intuía que la salida hacia la luz —la posibilidad de abrir caminos nuevos frente a la pérdida de vitalidad y de sentido— estaba fuera de la Compañía de Jesús. Al séptimo mes de ostracismo en Córdoba esa pequeña luz se encendió.

Everyone in the room started to weep. In the bedroom Ludwig was standing near his father’s body when a page first addressed him as ‘Your Majesty’. He went suddenly pale. He had known for years that this moment would arrive, but now, when he heard himself addressed as King, he felt the full and awesome realization of his new position.

The gardens are scented with lilac and acacia trees, and the ground is sandy and soft,

bouquet of jasmine

The moonlight made the room bright as day.

FOR EVERY PERSON ACQUAINTED WITH LUDWIG there exists a theory as to the cause of his death.

Sisi indicates the blousy white blossoms, shadowed in pink: “Magnolia.

It’s like trying to keep a cork in a champagne bottle,

Church bells toll, reminding people to pray for Ludwig’s soul.

What they see, before the body slips from their grasp, are the whites of Ludwig’s eyes, his mouth stretched into a howl.

A panic blooms inside Ida.

If Ludwig’s life could be made up of only moments like this, he … would probably still find a way to be unhappy.

his jacket turned inside out on dry land missing a bullet hole’s worth of fabric,

delicate white buds

with such steady grace that Ludwig imagines a spider descending its silk.

Ludwig est traçable partout. Il est un bâtisseur et un planificateur avisé de monuments qui touchent le cœur et l'âme de tout le peuple allemand. Un jour, le drapeau belge devra flotter sur les cinq continents.

King Ludwig is traceable everywhere. He is a builder and wise planner of monuments that touch the heart and soul of the entire German people. One day, the Belgian flag must fly on all five continents.

Ludwig is overal traceerbaar. Hij is bouwer en verstandig planner van monumenten die het hart en de ziel van het hele Duitse volk raken. Op een dag moet de Belgische vlag wapperen op alle vijf continenten

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El Magisterio del Papa y los obispos de ninguna manera pueden recibir autoridad de un dicasterio romano, incluso apelando a la voluntad personal (voluntarista) del Papa gobernante actual, para complementar, reducir, corregir o hacer compatible con el sentido común o con las ideologías actuales lo que ha sido revelado de una vez por todas en Cristo y presentado normativamente en la doctrina de los apóstoles (Hechos 2:42) para todo tiempo. Los dos dogmas papales del Concilio Vaticano I (infalibilidad, primacía de jurisdicción) no permiten tal interpretación que rompería la hermenéutica de la fe católica. De hecho, la contradicen directamente. No hay margen para sugerir nada en la declaración definitiva del Concilio Vaticano II (Dei Verbum 10)

El Magisterio del Papa y los obispos de ninguna manera pueden recibir autoridad de un dicasterio romano, incluso apelando a la voluntad personal (voluntarista) del Papa gobernante actual, para complementar, reducir, corregir o hacer compatible con el sentido común o con las ideologías actuales lo que ha sido revelado de una vez por todas en Cristo y presentado normativamente en la doctrina de los apóstoles (Hechos 2:42) para todo tiempo. Los dos dogmas papales del Concilio Vaticano I (infalibilidad, primacía de jurisdicción) no permiten tal interpretación que rompería la hermenéutica de la fe católica. De hecho, la contradicen directamente. No hay margen para sugerir nada en la declaración definitiva del Concilio Vaticano II (Dei Verbum 10).

The wind blows the straw from her hair and the wrinkles from her dress,

recoiling as if their touch scalds his delicate skin.

Sisi’s ego bruises easily.

Sisi had shown signs of this melancholy strain. If she had been colicky, that would have been one thing, but the infant Sisi fussed silently—often refusing to eat, sleeping far less than her brothers and sisters did, never wanting to be held.

That is the word that everyone uses—“eccentricity”—though the tone with which the word is spoken always lines the word with an omen.

The disgusting trail should serve as a lesson to his parents, but it’s the servants who will have to clean it up, so no one learns a thing from this cruel attempt at discipline.

The city attempts to match the beauty of its new Empress.

Sisi pouts at not even having managed to annoy him.

Sisi arrives to the family party in her new blush moire dress and a mood.

Here is one more thing that Sisi is allowed to look at, but not to touch, one more thing she used to hold close that is now at arm’s length.

Sisi’s mother hugs her and tells her she’s perfect, but perfect is not what Sisi has ever wanted to be.

She tries to work out an equation in her head that explains how much each of these loves relies on the other, but she has never been taught math, so it’s a lost cause.

El Concilio Vaticano II dijo que el Magisterio no es superior a la Palabra de Dios, sino que está bajo la Palabra de Dios y le sirve a Él. Así como el Papa, nadie en la Iglesia tiene la autoridad para relativizar los Mandamientos de Dios. (...) Si les preguntas cuál es la Verdad, repetirán la doctrina de la Iglesia, pero luego harán sus excepciones y en otros casos no hay excepciones. No podemos relativizar la Palabra de Dios con la llamada ética de la situación. La situación pertenece a nuestra condición subjetiva, pero no a las condiciones objetivas de los sacramentos.

Loneliness is keenest when in the company of others, when comparisons suggest that everyone else is relating to and forming bonds with one another ... To make a connection requires risking rejection. To share a story requires an audience trustworthy enough to receive it. The longer a person remains isolated, the more sensitive they become to potential threats. The longer a story goes untold, the harder it gets to tell.

Ein ewiges rätsel will ich bleiben mir und anderen

There gradually developed between them a relationship that was not without its ebb and flow. One moment she would receive an invitation to visit Hohenschwangau in the middle of winter… the next she would be told hat she must leave Munich within 34 hours — to which she replied that she knew her rights. One moment the King would be lying passionately at her feet, the next he would forbid her to come near him...

By the end of Wagner’s life all this had changed. He had lifted the status of the composer to that of a seer, raised the standard of musicianship, brought into being a whole new school of singing and conducting, built the revolutionary Bayreuth opera house, and created in Germany an operatic tradition that was the admiration of the world. Furthermore the mythology which he welded together and the ideology which he promulgated played a key role in the launching of a new German nationalism.

I must build or die,” Ludwig