George Peros > Quotes

“This forbidden ambrosia—when Eve tastes it, she blushes before the image of the naked Adam, and together they fall like Icarus, without wings, with a smile.”
― George Peros, FAMINE: A Sequence

“How did we end up here? I ask as well; canned like sardines on sale, so tranquil and shiny, with dead eyes and open mouths, in oil without guts. Their only purpose: to wait. Wait until someone opens the can—or the metro door—to be eaten. But they don’t care. Why care? They’re already inside. Dead.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“We conformed, and we will conform again—and then again—until our final conformity.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“Deafening sirens and blinding lights—night reigns over the city center, the same way melancholy does over me.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“Why is it that man flourishes more in imagination than in reality?”
― George Peros, FAMINE: A Sequence

“And there he stands in front of me, like a hanging corpse, unaware of being dead.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“At the bus station, time seems deserted and the atmosphere perplexed.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“My legs, exhausted, follow me as I walk on the moist pavement; around me, few pedestrians, and above, the full moon—hanging alone like a forgotten ornament.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“We had clear dreams while following our nightmare.”
― George Peros, URBANIMALITY: Fragments

“Lost, stranded, knelt to drink,
in Sitnah: saw myself,
leaned, fell — drowned with no Echo.”
― George Peros, FAMINE: A Sequence