Antoshka

“Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous - to poetry. But also, it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd.”
― Thomas Mann, Death in Venice and Other Tales

“Well, how did you die, then?” the old man finally asked.
“Die?” Matthew threw back. “Are you crazy? I’m not dead. I’m just very late.”
― J. Tonzelli, The End of Summer: Thirteen Tales of Halloween

“The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.

We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.”
― Li Po

“დედამიწაც ჩემი სულის გარშემო ბრუნავს.”
― გოდერძი ჩოხელი/Goderdzi Chokheli