Geri

“She called to them: the cicadas , the moths, the beetles, and fireflies, the little gnats and mosquitos, the thousands and thousands of little mosquitos. And they responded, their tiny voices swelling, coming together like a song, filling the woods with their melody as they flew to her, swarming and swirling together like a growing storm cloud.”
― Brom, Slewfoot: A Tale of Bewitchery

“You can write it all down, you can put it in your book of facts, but the truth is no one can ever really understand the tangle of experiences and passions that makes you who you are. It's a secret collection, a private language, a pebble in your pocket that you play with when you're anxious.”
― Raphael Bob-Waksberg, Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory

“Синдром на непринадлежащите
Никое време не ти принадлежи, никое място не е твое. Това, което търсиш, не търси теб, онова което сънуваш, не те сънува. Знаеш, че нещо е било твое на друго място и в друго време, защото все прекосяваш минали стаи и дни. Но ако си на вярното място, времето е друго. Ако си във вярното време, мястото е различно.
Нелечимо.”
― Георги Господинов, Time Shelter

“Here are the tulips,
budded and full-blown,
their swoops and dips, their gloss and poses,
the satin of their darks.”
― Margaret Atwood, Dearly