Bogdan Liviu

“El exprima prin propria persoană o margine a vieții. Odată cu trecerea anilor, emoțiile și căința îi apăreau tot mai rar și se instala liniștit și treptat în sicriul simplu și larg al restului existenței sale, sicriu făcut cu mâinile sale, așa cum îl fac stareții din pustie, care, întorcând spatele vieții, își sapă singuri mormântul.”
― Ivan Goncharov, Oblomov

“The danger of insanity is always present in those who try to penetrate the discipline of logic and pure knowledge.”
― Otto Weininger

“This is a lot of knocking! Come to think of it, if a man were in charge of opening the gates of hell to let people in, he would have to turn the key a lot.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look, at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.”
― Pablo Neruda, If You Forget Me