Mirna

“We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. [...] By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies - all these are private and, except through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable.”
― Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception & Heaven and Hell

“Istina je: bio sam prilično sam ali osamljenost još uvijek nije dokaz da čovjek nema pravo”
― Miroslav Krleža, On the Edge of Reason

“Sjećaš se kad smo ono jednom pričali o tome kako se ljudi vide jedino ponegdje u ogledalima i u izlozima, pa i tada brzo namještaju izraze lica, i zato misle da hodaju po svijetu izgledajući kao vlastite fotografije na osobnim iskaznicama? I da ponekad nisu svjesni koliko često zapravo odaju svoje razočaranje, gađenje, Nisu svjesni malih gesti, izdaha i tikova koji govore ono što oni nikada ne bi izgovorili. Pretvaranje i sudjelovanje u tuđem pretvaranju omogućuje da živimo u koliko-toliko uređenom svijetu.”
― Kristian Novak, Črna mati zemla

“It’s dark because you are trying too hard.
Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly.
Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply.
Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.

I was so preposterously serious in those days, such a humorless little prig.
Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me.
When it comes to dying even. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic.
No rhetoric, no tremolos,
no self conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Little Nell.
And of course, no theology, no metaphysics.
Just the fact of dying and the fact of the clear light.

So throw away your baggage and go forward.
There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet,
trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair.
That’s why you must walk so lightly.
Lightly my darling,
on tiptoes and no luggage,
not even a sponge bag,
completely unencumbered.”
― Aldous Huxley , Island