Ana Cagić

“Poor bastard, I thought, listening to him. He’s trying to hide from us. He’s dying, and he knows we want to kill him. What a fate: to gasp your life out all alone in the mud of a dirty little creek, helpless to hold off the slow death that is inside you and the quicker death that is walking up on you on the other side of the water. A death without love, a death without hope. God, who invented war?
But if he gets back alive, I may be dead.”
― David Kenyon Webster, Parachute Infantry: An American Paratrooper's Memoir of D-Day and the Fall of the Third Reich

“And should there exist someone endowed with the beauty of a statue and the lyrical eloquence of a nightingale in song, gifted, moreover, with ready wit, then the wearer of the crown can neither sleep nor rest, but his sleep is interrupted, his voluptuousness suppressed, his appetite for pleasure lost, and he is filled with grave apprehensions; with wicked tongue he curses the creator nature for fashioning others suitable to rule and for not making him the first and last and the fairest of men.”
― Niketas Choniates, O City of Byzantium: Annals of Niketas Choniates

“Hate is a place where a man, who can't stand sadness, goes.”
― Kentaro Miura, Berserk Deluxe Edition, Volume 6

“There is no such thing as 'truth' in this world. Anyone can become a god or a devil. All it takes is for people to believe it.”
― Hajime Isayama