Quotes by : Elias Canetti

All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.

A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.

Success listens only to applause. To all else it is deaf.

Travelling, one accepts everything; indignation stays at home. One looks, one listens, one is roused....

At home in the nursery, I usually played alone. Actually, I seldom played, I spoke to the wallpaper.....

She was crude, but loyal. He began to understand her even better than before. A pity she was so old;....

For I believe that part of knowledge is its desire to show itself and its refusal to put up with a merely....

The fluid boundary between individuals and types is a true concern of the real writer.

Every command leaves behind a painful sting in the person who is forced to carry it out.

A tormenting thought: as of a certain point, history was no longer real. Without noticing it, all mankind....