Mateo Guljelmović

“Still, I imagined myself going to some Boston priest--it would have to be Boston, because I didn't want any priest in my home town to know I'd thought of killing myself. Priests were terrible gossips.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“He watched the scene and thought of life; and (as always happened when he thought of life) he became sad.”
― James Joyce, Dubliners

“Alone he climbs on, up the mountains of primal grief.
And not once do his footsteps echo from the soundless path.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies

“her eyes devoured the following words”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion