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Legends

Chapter 10 EXTRACTS FROM MY DIARY, 1897

Word Count: 2163    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

The enemy of friendship, the punishment that cannot be escaped, the necessary evil, the natural temptation, the longe

her daughters not do so likewise? Created as she was from a crooke

Chrysostom, the

visible powers. Flight is in fact cut off from me. I am imprisoned here. In order to distract my mind I try to work at my book Inferno, but that is not permi

cellor. My own was this: "I must admire a man who has understood how to dupe his contemporaries so well as Bismarck. His work was suppos

sion of my mind, and this night I sleep quietly (Swedenborg says that the presence of a good spirit o

een broken during its passage to the Stockholm Exhibition. On the other hand, my friend H.'s pic

Mémoires d'outre-tombe; Las Casas' Diary of St. Helena

nveloped both armies in a cloud in order to help the flight of the Trojans, he cried, "O Zeus! give us light, though thou slay us in the light!" 2. Ajax, son of Oileus, suffered shipwreck on the home voyage from the siege of Troy, but saved himself by climbing a cliff where he obstinately defied the go

ve him as a ruler. "There is still a land in Europe," he said, "where it is possible to give laws: th

ben, who was executed by Charles of Anjou. The Franchini branch of the Bonapa

f adversity,-Corsica, Elba, and St. Helena. In a geography which he composed in his youth he mentions the last, with the two words "little island." (

s plenty of material to the

Napoleon had been accustomed to take the air had been broken; the trees of the plantation had been tom up and scattered about. A single india

kept in a dark room. When at the point of death he

ts which during the death-struggle terminate in a loud and painful sobbing." Noverrez, who ha

he funereal vault for nineteen years. When the grave was opened in 1840, the body was in a state of perfect preservatio

were only three teeth. (A strange coincidence-the Duke of Enghiem[1] had only three teeth when he was shot.) And in parenthesis it may be added the Duke was borne after parturition-pangs of forty-eight

n a green uniform (green clothes

captain was signed by Louis xvi. on the 30th of

otector furthered the schemes

in the oven I saw the letters I.N.R.I. (

gin to work a

ations of the now common nervous disease which I have described. The occultists connect

have not comprehended the greatness of this musician, whose music is the only pro

u not who alone is perm

love and drives the joy of it away, obtains th

fe and free of care, for all tha

st of all he,-

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tear the gold from the cleft and forge the avengin

the intoxicating aroma. For this purpose I buy a pound of the dearest coffee in the middle of the day. In the evening I read in Sar Peladan's L'Androgyne, p. 107, the following anecdote of an old missionary: "At the end of a missionary journey, during an important sermon, I am struck with powerlessnes

ce! I am ashamed to think of it, all the more as a happy result does not

ll have the greatest enjoym

as made the most horr

rs, and henceforth drink c

rs ago. They play the games and dance the dances of my youth. Melancholy overcomes me, and suddenly my whole past life unrolls before the eyes of my spirit. I c

e past which cannot be altered, though not worse than that of others. He explains to me the Mystery of Christ. "We cannot do again what has once been done, we cannot obliterate a single evil deed; and this thought leads to pure

d from material needs, to see enemies again in order to pardon them and to press their hands. No more enemies! No malice! That is my kingdom of heaven. Do you know what makes life bearable for me? The fact that I sometimes imagine it to be only half real, an evil dream inflicted on u

d on my hand. I await an omen for the journey for which I am preparing

Sometimes it appears to me that the guides of my destiny are not agreed among themselves, and that I am the object of a protracted discussion. One urges me on, and another holds me back. Finally, on the morning of the 24th Au

to the wind, flies straight towards me, and d

d by Napole

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