Vasil Kunchev

“Strangers when you meet, strangers when you part -a gymnasium of bodies namelessly masturbating each other. People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or to love. So they became swingers. The dead fucking the dead. There was no gamble or humor in their game -it was corpse fucking corpse. Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience down through the centuries. Some morals tended to keep people slaves in factories, in churches and true to the State. Other morals simply made good sense. It was like a garden filled with poisoned fruit and good fruit. You had to know which to pick and eat, which to leave alone.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“Ах, какви герои сме имали! Ах, какви подвизи сме вършили! Да живее Велика България! — вдигна подигравателно Парашкевов десница подобно запасния офицер. Втренчили сме се в миналото, сякаш не живеем в сегашното. И знаеш ли защо го правим? За да скрием с миналото какви говеда сме в момента! Кой съзнателно, повечето несъзнателно, но така работи гузната ни машинка. Чрез историята искаме да оправдаем собствената си некадърност, мързел и мърльовщина. Тука ни стиска чепикът! И не че миналото толкоз тачим, ами себе си искаме да извиним, че всеки ден проваляме България с личното си поведение. С лошо свършена работа, с кръшкане, с шмекерлъци и бъркотия на всяка крачка.”
― Димитър Кирков, Балкански грешник

“The fear of barbarians is what risks making us barbarians.”
― Tzvetan Todorov

“Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden only a few miles away when his friend, riding hard, caught up with him, saying 'You gave me the wrong key!”
― Anais Nin