Milica

“Sneg. Ogromne, krupne pahulje, koje se istope još u vazduhu. A one koje i negde padnu, nestanu. Ništa od njih ne ostane...Ali lepo izgledaju u vazduhu, dok padaju ka zemlji, bar to. I ako te to zanima, da jeste, mislim na tebe, ne zbog snega nego i inače. Onako.”
― Srđan Valjarević, Dnevnik druge zime

“What have you done to your eyes? They’re all red. Have you been crying?’ ‘No,’ he answers, laughing, ‘but I’ve been staring into my fairy tales, where the sun is very strong.”
― Knut Hamsun, Victoria

“Koliko je samo lakše kada znaš tačno gde ideš. Koliko je samo lakše kad znaš kome ideš, u susret. Koliko je samo lakše. Koliko je samo lakše kad ipak ideš... i tek kad kreneš, prvo to noge osete, one se uvek obraduju što si krenuo, one uvek idu nekome”
― Srđan Valjarević, Dnevnik druge zime

“They had been brought up in a tradition that told them in one way or another that the life of the mind and the life of the senses were separate and, indeed, inimical; they had believed, without ever having really thought about it, that one had to be chosen at some expense of the other. That the one could intensify the other had never occurred to them.”
― John Williams, Stoner