Antó Demeter

“Basically, that's why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself.”
― Charles Bukowski

“there's no clarity.
there was never meant to be clarity.”
― Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“When asked, "Why do you always wear black?", he said, "I am mourning for my life.”
― Anton Chekhov