Iulian

“Vague, foolish sorrow stops at the door of my soul, stares at me awhile, and moves on, he murmured, smiling to himself. A man must read widely, a little of everything or whatever he can, but given the shortness of life and the verbosity of the world, not too much should be demanded of him.”
― José Saramago, The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis

“Vârsta în sine nu îi face pe oameni mai buni sau mai înțelepți, ci doar întărește trăsăturile pe care aceștia le-au avut dintotdeauna.”
― Isabel Allende, The Japanese Lover

“Creative people, as I see them, are distinguished by the fact that they can live with anxiety, even though a high price may be paid in terms of insecurity, sensitivity, and defenselessness for the gift of the “divine madness,” to borrow the term used by the classical Greeks. They do not run away from non-being, but by encountering and wrestling with it, force it to produce being. They knock on silence for an answering music; they pursue meaninglessness until they can force it to mean.”
― Rollo May, The Courage to Create

“So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence.”
― R. Arnold