Quotes by Eduard von Keyserling

“As for Baron Buttlär, well...he had a wonderful blond moustache. Whenever he came to Berlin he consumed a great deal of champagne and pursued love affairs. A moustache like that made such behaviour practically obligatory, and it also made fine, upstanding fathers and husbands anxious.”

“She lay there, her arms raised, her hands folded on top of her head, her eyes wide open, and observed how the grey-blue light penetrated into the room through the white-and-red-striped curtains, picking out the washstand, the two crude chairs and the tall yellow wardrobe in the gloom, illuminating the room without bringing it to life, without, as it were, waking it up. And it seemed to Doralice that this room, as small as a ship's cabin, was in no way connected to her.”

“Later, I could be truly unhappy, and perhaps write some poetry.”