Ellen Chernevych

“Прямо над дорогою заходило сонце.
Так низько, що можна було вже не боятись
І входити в нього..
Кажуть, призахідне сонце лікує серце..”
― Олег Лишега, Зима в Тисмениці

“But the most important word in the language has but two letters: is. Is. I am at its core. I still am. I am at the living and soft centre. Still. It sparkles and is elastic.”
― Clarice Lispector, Água Viva

“You invent nothing, you think you are inventing, you think you are escaping, and all you do is stammer out your lesson, the remnants of a pensum one day got by heart and long forgotten, life without tears, as it is wept. To”
― Samuel Beckett, Three Novels: Molloy, Malone Dies, The Unnamable

“In other words, or perhaps another thing, whatever I said it was never enough and always too much.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy / Malone Dies / The Unnamable