Hugo Uys

“I shall be dumped where the weed decays, And the rest is rust and stardust”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“Do not ask who I am and do not ask me to remain the same.”
― Michel Foucault

“Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet