Yelena

“Trust those who seek the truth but doubt those who say they have found it.”
― André Gide

“The human heart is like a night bird. Silently waiting for something, and when the time comes, it flies straight toward it.”
― Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

“How many flutterings before they rest quietly in their graves! They that soared so loftily, how contentedly they return to dust again, and are laid low, resigned to lie and decay at the foot of the tree, and afford nourishment to new generations of their kind, as well as to flutter on high! They teach us how to die. One wonders if the time will ever come when men, with their boasted faith in immortality, will lie down as gracefully and as ripe,--with such an Indian-summer serenity will shed their bodies, as they do their hair and nails.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Autumnal Tints

“Днём в доме, где я живу, идёт привычная жизнь. Трещат дрова в разноцветных кафельных печах, приглушенно стучит пишущая машинка, молчаливая уборщица Лиля сидит в уютном холле и вяжет кружево. Всё обыкновенно и очень просто.

Но вечером кромешная темнота окружает дом, сосны придвигаются к нему вплотную, и, когда выходишь из ярко освещённого холла наружу, тебя охватывает ощущение полного одиночества, с глазу на глаз, с зимой, морем и ночью.”
― Konstantin Paustovsky, The Golden Rose