Jana Vaněčková

“O homem primeiro tropeça, depois anda, depois corre, um dia voará.”
― José Saramago, Baltasar and Blimunda

“The world isn't in your books and maps, it's out there.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

“the pursuit of love is like falconry”
― Gil Vicente

“Rome by her very nature has a particular intoxication that wipes out memory. She's not so much a city as a wild beast hidden in some secret part of you. There can be no half measures with her, either she's the love of your life or you have to leave her, because that's what the tender beast demands, to be loved. …If she's loved she'll give herself to you whichever way you want her, all you need to do is go with the flow and you'll be within reach of the happiness you deserve. You will have summer evenings glittering with lights, vibrant spring mornings, cafe tablecloths ruffled by the wind like girls’ skirts, keen winters, and endless autumns…Every now and again, someone did get the hell out.”
― Gianfranco Calligarich, Last Summer in the City