Marina

“Μα τί ωραίος γίνεται ο κόσμος, όταν τον φτιάχνεις μέσα σου, μονολόγησε ξανά και σκέφτηκε τους φίλους του στο Αλ - Σαλούμ. Πόσα λίγα πράγματα είχαν δει πέρα από τα μάτια τους. Πόσο φτωχοί είναι όσοι δεν συμμετέχουν στη διαμόρφωση των σχημάτων των αστεριών και στη σύνταξη των ατέλειωτων ψεμάτων!”
― Βλάσσης Τρεχλής, Ταξίδι στη Λευκή Θάλασσα

“There isn't time, so brief is life, for bickerings, apologies, heartburnings, callings to account. There is only time for loving, and but an instant, so to speak, for that.”
― Mark Twain

“Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. The emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of discourse discreetly, indirectly focuses upon a single signified, which is "I desire you," and releases, nourishes, ramifies it to the point of explosion (language experiences orgasm upon touching itself); on the other hand, I enwrap the other in my words, I caress, brush against, talk up this contact, I extend myself to make the commentary to which I submit the relation endure. ”
― Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments