Katharsys

“Nu credeam sa-nvat a muri vrodata, Pururi tanar, infasurat in manta-mi, Ochii mei naltam visatori la steaua Singuratatii.
Cind deodata tu rasarisi in cale-mi, Suferinta tu, dureros de dulce... Pana-n fund baui voluptatea mortii Nenduratoare.

Jalnic ard de viu chinuit ca Nessus,
Ori ca Hercul inveninat de haina-i.
Focul meu a-l stinge nu pot cu toate Apele Marii.
De-al meu propriu vis, mistuit ma vaiet, Pe-al meu propriu rug, ma topesc in flacari.., Pot sa mai renviu luminos din el ca
Pasarea Phoenix ?
Piara-mi ochii tulburatori din cale,
Vino iar la san nepasare trista,
Ca sa pot muri linistit, pe mine Mie reda-ma !”
― Mihai Eminescu

“I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
― Charles Bukowski

“Some lose all mind and become soul,insane.
some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual.
some lose both and become accepted”
― Charles Bukowski