Frases de Henri Barbusse

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Henri Barbusse

Fecha de nacimiento: 17. Mayo 1873
Fecha de muerte: 30. Agosto 1935

Henri Barbusse fue un escritor, periodista y militante comunista francés.

Frases Henri Barbusse

„Creer porque se tenga interés en creer es una prostitución del alma.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Fuente: Amate Pou, Jordi. Paseando por una parte de la Historia: Antología de citas. Penguin Random House Grupo Editorial España, 2017. ISBN 9788417321871, p. 21.

„Amar a una criatura es tener necesidad de que esta criatura viva.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Fuente: Bertha León, Alma. Taller de lectura y redacción 1. Editorial Camión Escolar, 2009. ISBN 9786070505775, p. 84. https://books.google.es/books?id=WagCAgAAQBAJ&pg=PA84&dq=Amar+a+una+criatura+es+tener+necesidad+de+que+esta+criatura+viva&hl=es&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj4x9_X8sjgAhUSmRoKHcPCDacQ6AEIKDAA#v=onepage&q=Amar%20a%20una%20criatura%20es%20tener%20necesidad%20de%20que%20esta%20criatura%20viva&f=false

„Comprender es una palabra viva y la carne de esa palabra es amor.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Fuente: Bertha León, Alma. Taller de lectura y redacción 1. Editorial Camión Escolar, 2009. ISBN 9786070505775, p. 85. https://books.google.es/books?id=WagCAgAAQBAJ&pg=PA85&dq=Comprender+es+una+palabra+viva+y+la+carne+de+esa+palabra+es+%5B%5Bamor&hl=es&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjny-Kj88jgAhUF1BoKHV0mCE0Q6AEILTAB#v=onepage&q=Comprender%20es%20una%20palabra%20viva%20y%20la%20carne%20de%20esa%20palabra%20es%20%5B%5Bamor&f=false

„El sentimiento debe ser sólo el servidor de la evidencia, y abandonado a sí mismo, puede ser igualmente el servidor de la locura.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Fuente: Stalin: un mundo nuevo visto a través de un hombre. Henri Barbusse. Editorial Albatros, 1942, p. 25.

„La oscuridad no existe, lo que llamamos oscuridad es la luz que no vemos.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Fuente: Fernández Menéndez, Jorge. Justicia inútil. Penguin Random House Grupo Editorial México, 2007. ISBN 9786071113245. https://books.google.es/books?id=k9SPIFRM0DgC&pg=PT85&dq=La+oscuridad+no+existe,+lo+que+llamamos+oscuridad+es+la+luz+que+no+vemos.+Henri+Barbusse&hl=es&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiS2pXW9MjgAhUC1-AKHaN0ABYQ6AEIKDAA#v=onepage&q=La%20oscuridad%20no%20existe%2C%20lo%20que%20llamamos%20oscuridad%20es%20la%20luz%20que%20no%20vemos.%20Henri%20Barbusse&f=false

„Las cosas pequeñas, si se ponen juntas, son más grandes que las grandes.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Fuente: Roemer, Andrés. Enigmas y paradigmas: una exploración entre el arte y la política pública. Colección Reflexión y análisis. Editorial Limusa, 2003. ISBN 9789681864767, p. 57. https://books.google.es/books?id=Y7wTQe0W-MsC&pg=PA57&dq=Las+cosas+peque%C3%B1as,+si+se+ponen+juntas,+son+m%C3%A1s+grandes+que+las+grandes.+Henri+Barbusse&hl=es&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwitkY-c9cjgAhWRHRQKHQV1DbEQ6AEIKDAA#v=onepage&q=Las%20cosas%20peque%C3%B1as%2C%20si%20se%20ponen%20juntas%2C%20son%20m%C3%A1s%20grandes%20que%20las%20grandes.%20Henri%20Barbusse&f=false

„That society is badly arranged which forces nearly all women to be servants.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XXIII - Face To Face
Contexto: That society is badly arranged which forces nearly all women to be servants. Marie, who is as good as I am, will have spent her life in cleaning, in stooping amid dust and hot fumes, over head and ears in the great artificial darkness of the house. I used to find it all natural. Now I think it is all anti-natural.

„War will come again after this one. It will come again as long as it can be determined by people other than those who fight.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XVI - De Profundis Clamavi
Contexto: War will come again after this one. It will come again as long as it can be determined by people other than those who fight. The same causes will produce the same effects, and the living will have to give up all hope.

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„I reflect that I am infinitely attached to this woman, that it is not true to say she is of less moment to me because desire no longer throws me on her as it used to do.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XXIII - Face To Face
Contexto: Against the window's still pallid sky I see her hair, silvered with a moonlike sheen, and her night-veiled face. Closely I look at the share of sublimity which she bears on it, and I reflect that I am infinitely attached to this woman, that it is not true to say she is of less moment to me because desire no longer throws me on her as it used to do. Is it habit? No, not only that. Everywhere habit exerts its gentle strength, perhaps between us two also. But there is more. There is not only the narrowness of rooms to bring us together. There is more, there is more! So I say to her:
"There's you."
"Me?" she says. "I'm nothing."
"Yes, you are everything, you're everything to me."

„There'll be a day when I shall begin something that I shan't finish — a walk, or a letter, or a sentence, or a dream.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XXIII - Face To Face
Contexto: When you look straight on, you end by seeing the immense event — death. There is only one thing which really gives the meaning of our whole life, and that is our death. In that terrible light may they judge their hearts who will one day die. Well I know that Marie's death would be the same thing in my heart as my own, and it seems to me also that only within her of all the world does my own likeness wholly live. We are not afraid of the too great sincerity which goes the length of these things; and we talk about them, beside the bed which awaits the inevitable hour when we shall not awake in it again. We say: —
"There'll be a day when I shall begin something that I shan't finish — a walk, or a letter, or a sentence, or a dream.".

„She was like a great rose that opens its heart to the whole world.“

—  Henri Barbusse

The Inferno (1917), Ch. XVI
Contexto: The woman from the depths of her rags, a waif, a martyr — smiled. She must have a divine heart to be so tired and yet smile. She loved the sky, the light, which the unformed little being would love some day. She loved the chilly dawn, the sultry noontime, the dreamy evening. The child would grow up, a saviour, to give life to everything again. Starting at the dark bottom he would ascend the ladder and begin life over again, life, the only paradise there is, the bouquet of nature. He would make beauty beautiful. He would make eternity over again with his voice and his song. And clasping the new-born infant close, she looked at all the sunlight she had given the world. Her arms quivered like wings. She dreamed in words of fondling. She fascinated all the passersby that looked at her. And the setting sun bathed her neck and head in a rosy reflection. She was like a great rose that opens its heart to the whole world.

„What I have seen is going to disappear, since I shall do nothing with it.“

—  Henri Barbusse

The Inferno (1917), Ch. XVII
Contexto: What I have seen is going to disappear, since I shall do nothing with it. I am like a mother the fruit of whose womb will perish after it has been born.
What matter? I have heard the annunciation of whatever finer things are to come. Through me has passed, without staying me in my course, the Word which does not lie, and which, said over again, will satisfy.

„Commonplace life has shipwrecks worse than in Shakespearean dramas.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XIX - Ghosts
Contexto: She goes into her room and disappears. Before I went to the war we slept in the same bed. We used to lie down side by side, so as to be annihilated in unconsciousness, or to go and dream somewhere else. Commonplace life has shipwrecks worse than in Shakespearean dramas. For man and wife — to sleep, to die.) But since I came back we separate ourselves with a wall.

„Tradition reigns, the gospel of the blind adoration of what was and what is — God without a head.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XX The Cult
Contexto: Tradition reigns, the gospel of the blind adoration of what was and what is — God without a head. Man's destiny is eternally blockaded by two forms of tradition; in time, by hereditary succession; in space, by frontiers, and thus it is crushed and annihilated in detail. It is the truth. I am certain of it, for I am touching it.

„We do not die since we are alone. It is the others who die. And this sentence, which comes to my lips tremulously, at once baleful and beaming with light, announces that death is a false god.“

—  Henri Barbusse

The Inferno (1917), Ch. XIV
Contexto: Once, bowed in the evening light, the dead man had said, "After my death, life will continue. Every detail in the world will continue to occupy the same place quietly. All the traces of my passing will die little by little, and the void I leave behind will be filled once more."
He was mistaken in saying so. He carried all the truth with him. Yet we, we saw him die. He was dead for us, but not for himself. I feel there is a fearfully difficult truth here which we must get, a formidable contradiction. But I hold on to the two ends of it, groping to find out what formless language will translate it. Something like this: "Every human being is the whole truth." I return to what I heard. We do not die since we are alone. It is the others who die. And this sentence, which comes to my lips tremulously, at once baleful and beaming with light, announces that death is a false god.

„Ah, it seems that truth goes farther in all directions than one thought! We bend over the wrong that animals suffer, for them we wholly understand.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XIV - The Ruins
Contexto: The horse has not stopped bleeding. Its blood falls on me drop by drop with the regularity of a clock, — as though all the blood that is filtering through the strata of the field and all the punishment of the wounded came to a head in him and through him. Ah, it seems that truth goes farther in all directions than one thought! We bend over the wrong that animals suffer, for them we wholly understand.
Men, men! Everywhere the plain has a mangled outline. Below that horizon, sometimes blue-black and sometimes red-black, the plain is monumental!

„The emptied towns and the villages destroyed, they are a wilderness of our making. Yes, war is all of us, and all of us together.“

—  Henri Barbusse, libro Under Fire

Under Fire (1916), Ch. 24 - The Dawn
Contexto: It's with us only that they make battles. It is we who are the material of war. War is made up of the flesh and the souls of common soldiers only. It is we who make the plains of dead and the rivers of blood, all of us, and each of us is invisible and silent because of the immensity of our numbers. The emptied towns and the villages destroyed, they are a wilderness of our making. Yes, war is all of us, and all of us together.

„I dimly see that there is something more than what we have seen, than what we have said, than what we have felt to-day. One day, perhaps, she and I will exchange better and richer sayings; and so, in that day, all the sadness will be of some service.“

—  Henri Barbusse

Light (1919), Ch. XIX - Ghosts
Contexto: Among some papers on my table I see the poem again which we once found out of doors, the bit of paper escaped from the mysterious hands which wrote on it, and come to the stone seat. It ended by whispering, "Only I know the tears that brimming rise, your beauty blended with your smile to espy."
In the days of yore it had made us smile with delight. To-night there are real tears in my eyes. What is it? I dimly see that there is something more than what we have seen, than what we have said, than what we have felt to-day. One day, perhaps, she and I will exchange better and richer sayings; and so, in that day, all the sadness will be of some service.

„Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit. Etiam egestas wisi a erat. Morbi imperdiet, mauris ac auctor dictum.“

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