Ionuț Goșa

“Trust no friend without faults, and love a woman, but no angel.”
― Doris Lessing

“The more of myself I transferred into words, the more obvious it became that words were powerless to express anything. Or, rather, it’s like this—words can create something of their own, but you can’t become words. Words are cheats. They promise to carry you off on the voyage into eternity, and then they set out in secret under full sail, stranding you on the shoreline.

But the most important point is that reality doesn’t fit into any words. Reality strikes you dumb. Everything important that happens in life is beyond words. There comes a point when you understand that if what you have experienced can be expressed in words, it means you haven’t experienced anything.”
― Mikhail Shishkin, Письмовник

“She asked him why did he not write out his thoughts. For what, he asked her, with careful scorn. To compete with phrasemongers, incapable of thinking consecutively for sixty seconds? To submit himself to the criticisms of an obtuse middle class which entrusted its morality to policemen and its fine arts to impressarios?”
― James Joyce, Dubliners

“Arăţi foarte bine, Elena. Totdeauna te îmbraci aşa cînd îi citeşti lui Ion?" am întrebat-o.
O clipă i s-au luminat ochii, apoi şi-a coborît privirile.
"Pentru Ion e totuna cum mă îmbrac, el tot nu vede. Dar o fac pentru cărţi."
"Nu înţeleg."
"Nu poţi să pui mîna pe asemenea cărţi cum pui mâna pe lopată. Trebuie să te speli pe mâini şi să te îmbraci curat.”
― Cătălin Dorian Florescu