Sarah

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.

It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“If a person truly has the ability to love, then he can never monopolize his beloved. And neither can his beloved monopolize him. The more he spreads his love, the more he adores his one and only true love. When love spreads, it does not diminish.”
― Sabahattin Ali, Madonna in a Fur Coat

“But what I hate most is women always having to be passive … Why? Why are we always the ones running away and you are the ones chasing after us? Why is it always that we surrender and you take the spoils? Why is it that even in the way you beg, there is dominance, and pity in the way we refuse?”
― Sabahattin Ali, Kürk Mantolu Madonna

“[...], ab und zu mußt du deine Dämonen auf Urlaub schicken, sie entsteigen ohnehin Nacht für Nacht deinen Lungen wie Brieftauben ihren Schlägen und fliegen auf Strecken, die nur sie kennen; [...]”
― Serhij Zhadan, Anarchy in the UKR