Migjen

“Winter hurled more wind and rain at the city than it ever had before. Clouds dashed about in all directions emptying their thunder, hail and rain. The horizon was choked in fog.”
― Ismail Kadare, Chronicle in Stone

“Thick smoke like a herd of black horses was rising over the massive building and being blown around by the wind.”
― Ismail Kadare, Chronicle in Stone

“Once you learn to read, you will be forever free.”
― Frederick Douglass

“The days were heavy and sticky. All identical, one the same as the other. Soon they would even get rid of their one remaining distinction, the shell of their names: Monday, Tuesday, Thursday.”
― Ismail Kadare, Chronicle in Stone