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“I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.”
― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

“When someone won't let you in, eventually you stop knocking.”
― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.”
― Martin Buber

“An animal's eyes have the power to speak a great language.”
― Martin Buber

“When two people relate to each other authentically and humanly, God is the electricity that surges between them.”
― Martin Buber

“But dreams come through stone walls, light up dark rooms, or darken light ones, and their persons make their exits and their entrances as they please, and laugh at locksmiths.”
― Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla

“عجيبة هذه السلطنة بناسها وعفاريتها..ترفع شعار الله وتغوص في الدنس !! ”
― Naguib Mahfouz, Arabian Nights & Days

“There are books so alive that you're always afraid that while you weren't reading, the book has gone and changed, has shifted like a river.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“However much you feed a wolf, it always looks to the forest. We are all wolves of the dense forest of Eternity.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“Wings are freedom only when they are wide open in flight. On one's back they are a heavy weight.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Сводные тетради

“Somewhere in the night a
human being is drowning.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Selected Poems

“I’ll rise up as a poem…”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, My Poems...: Selected Poetry

“No one has ever stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“I have two enemies in all the world,
Two twins, inseparably fused:
The hunger of the hungry and the fullness of the full.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Selected Poems

“Life is a railroad station; soon I will set out - for where? I will not say.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“(Everyday life is like a sack: with holes. And you carry it anyway.)”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“The one that burned the hottest is the first to die.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, My Poems...: Selected Poetry

“And soon all of us will sleep under the earth, we who never let each other sleep above it.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Selected Poems

“for the path of comets/ is the path of poets: they burn without warming,/ pick without cultivating. They are: an explosion, a breaking in”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“In you, I see the heroines of Shakespeare’s tragedies.
You, unhappy lady, were
never saved by anybody.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“Old men, old men, old men. Medals, medals, medals. Not a brow without a furrow, not a breast without a star. My brother and husband are uniquely-young here. The grouping of young Grand Dukes doesn't count because a grouping is just what they are: a marble bas-relief. Today the whole old-age of Russia seems to have flowed into this place in homage to the eternal youth of Greece. A living lesson of history and philosophy: this is what time does with people, this is what it does--with gods. This is what time does with a man, this is what (a glance at the statues) art does. And, the last lesson: this is what time does with a man; this is what a man does with time. But because of my youth I don't think about that, I feel only a cold shudder. ("The Opening of the Museum")”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“I have two foes in the world, twins inextricably interrelated -- the hunger of the hungry and the glut of the glutted!”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“Previously, everything that I love was called -- I, now it's -- You. But it's the same thing.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917–1922

“And I’m starving – in the literal sense. Idiots think hunger – is the body. No, hunger – is the soul, the whole weight of it falls directly on the soul.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917–1922

“Where does such tenderness come from
And what do I do with it, you, sly,
Adolescent, vagabond singer,
Whose lashes couldn’t be longer?”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, My Poems...: Selected Poetry

“This is where I live.
—I wonder if you still love me?”
― Marina Tsvetaeva

“A shoe's material - leather - is calculable and finite. work of art's material (not sound, not word, not stone, not canvas, but spirit) is incalculable and infinite. There are no shoes once for always. Every last line of Sappho is once for always. This is why (calculability of material) boots held by the bootmaker are in better hands than are poems in the hand of the critic. There are no misunderstood boots, but how many misunderstood poems!”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Art in the Light of Conscience: Eight Essays on Poetry

“Before his death, Rabbi Zusya said "In the coming world, they will not ask me: 'Why were you not Moses?' They will ask me: 'Why were you not Zusya?”
― Martin Buber

“Don't take your life way too much serious, you can't survive it anyway.”
― Jan Werich

“If somebody already is, then he should see to it that he be. And when he sees that he be and is, then he must make sure, that he is what he is, and is not what he isn't - as is the case in most cases.”
― Jan Werich