Ivana

“Girls love each other like animals. There is something ferocious and unself-conscious about it. We don't guard ourselves like we do with boys. No one trains us to shield our hearts from each other. With girls, it's total vulnerability from the beginning. Our skin is bare and soft. We love with claws and teeth and the blood is just proof of how much. It's feral.

And it's relentless.”
― Leah Raeder, Black Iris

“*MOJ GROB*

U planini mrkoj nek mi bude hum,
Nad njim urlik vuka, crnih grana šum,

Ljeti vječan vihor, zimi visok snijeg,
Mûku moje rake nedostupan bijeg.

Visoko nek stoji, ko oblak i tron,
Da ne dopre do njeg hiskog tornja zvon,

Da ne dopre do njeg pokajnički glas,
Strah obraćenika, molitve za spas.

Neka šikne travom, uz trnovit grm,
Besput da je do njeg, neprobojan, strm.

Nitko da ne dođe, do prijatelj drag, -
I kad se vrati, nek poravna trag.”
― Ivan Goran Kovačić

“At the end of the day, the best measure of the humanity of any society is the life and happiness of its children. We live in a rich society with poor children, and that should be intolerable.”
― Mike Davis, City of Quartz: Excavating the Future in Los Angeles

“The furies are at home
in the mirror; it is their address.
Even the clearest water,
if deep enough can drown.
Never think to surprise them.
Your face approaching ever
so friendly is the white flag
they ignore. There is no truce

with the furies. A mirror’s temperature
is always at zero. It is ice
in the veins. Its camera
is an X—ray. It is a chalice

held out to you in
silent communion, where gaspingly
you partake of a shifting
identity never your own.”
― R. S. Thomas