Raphael Hanna

“he knew, and knew profoundly. He enjoyed. He savoured. He had made his own sense of the mad mathematics of creation.”
― Morris L. West, The Salamander

“Even if you weren't born in Versailles, Athens, Rome, or Paris, the sublime will always find a form in which to appear before you. If you haven't read Pseudo Longinus, haven't heard of Kant, or if you inhabit the eternal, illiterate fields of anonymous villages and towns, of empty days and nights, the sublime will reveal itself to you in your own language.”
― Georgi Gospodinov, The Physics of Sorrow

“A new conviction was crystallizing out of the murky fluid of my own thoughts. There was no cure for the human condition because every man read the present and plotted the future in the light of his own past. There was no such thing as a clean start, because no one truly forgave and no one wholly forgot. In the end, the folk memory betrayed us all. The wrongs of the fathers were revenged on the children.”
― Morris L. West, The Salamander

“I love you and I miss you; but I dare not let myself depend on the loving, and I must get used to the missing.”
― Morris L. West, The Salamander