Guneygil

“In the morning I bathe my intellect in the stupendous and cosmogonal philosophy of the Bhagvat Geeta, since whose composition years of the gods have elapsed, and in comparison with which our modern world and its literature seem puny and trivial; and I doubt if that philosophy is not to be referred to a previous state of existence, so remote is its sublimity from our conceptions. I lay down the book and go to my well for water, and lo! there I meet the servant of the Bramin, priest of Brahma and Vishnu and Indra, who still sits in his temple on the Ganges reading the Vedas, or dwells at the root of a tree with his crust and water jug. I meet his servant come to draw water for his master, and our buckets as it were grate together in the same well. The pure Walden water is mingled with the sacred water of the Ganges.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

“Cinli kızdım, kül karınlı kuş oldum;
Çekildim Akçalı göğüne, kanadım açtım;
Geldim ince ota düştüm, iğneli yıldıza kaçtım.

Yıldız, ağıtlar peşimde.
Yıldız, korku var düşümde.
Beni sakla canım yıldız.”
― Latife Tekin, Sevgili Arsız Ölüm

“Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire.”
― Jorge Luis Borges, Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings

“The more a thing tends to be permanent, the more it tends to be lifeless.”
― Alan Watts