Kostiantyn

“What are you made of?’’
“What you love,” she said. “And steel added.”
― Ernest Hemingway, Islands in the Stream

“In fact, had it been given to our eyes of the flesh to gaze into the consciences of others, we should be able to judge a man much more surely according to what he dreams, than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is none in dreams. Reverie, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards the splendors of destiny. In these aspirations, much more than in deliberate, rational co-ordinated ideas, is the real character of a man to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. Each one of us dreams of the unknown and the impossible in accordance with his nature.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Miserables

“Každá moc, aj tá najmenšia, existuje iba vo svojich prejavoch; prežíva, len ak sa neustále potvrdzuje. A čím je moc väčšia, tým viac potvrdzovania vyžaduje – v banalitách alebo v dôležitých veciach, na tom až tak nezáleží.”
― Jozef Karika, Čierny rok: Vojna mafie

“Ecclesiastes calls you All-powerful; the Maccabees call you Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you Liberty; Baruch calls you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; St. John calls you Light; the Book of Kings calls you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; Leviticus, Holiness; Esdras, Justice; Creation calls you God; man calls you the Father; but Solomon calls you Mercy, and that is the fairest of all your names.”
― Victor Hugo, Fantine