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“Kažu da su oči ogledalo duše, ali to nije istina. Oči su ogledalo onoga u koga gledaju. Otuda tebi verovatno svi ljudi izgledaju dobroćudno: oči im nisu iste kao inače onda kada gledaju u tebe. Ti si od onih što teško uče da ljudima to ipak nisu uobičajene oči.”
― Marko Šelić, Rubikova stolica

“Sumatra

Sad smo bezbrižni, laki i nežni.
Pomislimo: kako su tihi, snežni
vrhovi Urala.

Rastuži li nas kakav bledi lik,
što ga izgubismo jedno veče,
znamo da, negde, neki potok
mesto njega, rumeno teče!

Po jedna ljubav, jutro, u tuđini,
dušu nam uvija, sve tešnje,
beskrajnim mirom plavih mora,
iz kojih crvene zrna korala,
kao, iz zavičaja, trešnje.

Probudimo se noću i smešimo, drago,
na Mesec sa zapetim lukom.
I milujemo daleka brda
i ledene gore, blago, rukom.”
― Milos Crnjanski

“Лежаћу по цео дан у трави и гледаћу у небо. Сваки дан ће имати нову боју. И те боје умириће моје очи, а ја сам сав миран, кад ми се смире очи.”
― Miloš Crnjanski, Dnevnik o Čarnojeviću

“War is good business Invest your son”
― Allen Ginsberg, The Fall of America: Poems of These States 1965-1971

“What if someone gave a war and Nobody came?”
― Allen Ginsberg, The Fall of America: Poems of These States 1965-1971

“Već je podne.Kasno je da sada nešto pametno napišem kad nisam svih ovih godina.”
― Pepi Kotoras

“Will you love me in December as you do in May?”
― Jack Kerouac

“You have to do stuff that average people don't understand because those are the only good things.”
― Andy Warhol

“How do you spell 'love'?" - Piglet
"You don't spell it...you feel it." - Pooh”
― A.A. Milne

“There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“When you set sail for Ithaca,
wish for the road to be long,
full of adventures, full of knowledge.”
― C.P. Cavafy

“True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.”
― Antoine De Saint-Exupery

“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”
― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

“You have to die a few times before you can really
live.”
― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

“Nevertheless we understood each other on all levels of madness...”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road