Memories come to mind like excavated statues
that have misplaced their heads.
– Wisława Szymborska – View With a Grain of Sand:
Ph : Alin Ciortea
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Nothing has changed.
Maybe just the manners, ceremonies, dances,
Yet the movement of the hands in protecting the head is the same.
The body writhes, jerks, and tries to pull away
Its legs give out, it falls, the knees fly up,
It turns blue, swells, salivates, and bleeds.
Nothing has changed.
Except of course for the course of boundaries,
The lines of forests, coasts, deserts, and glaciers.
Amid these landscapes traipses the soul,
Disappears, comes back, draws nearer, moves away,
Alien to itself, elusive
At times certain, at others uncertain of its own existence,
While the body is and is and is
And has no place of its own.
– Wisława Szymborska –
Ph : Igor Vasiliadis
Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad ! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you ! Oh, God ! it is unutterable ! I can not live without my life ! I can not live without my soul !
– Emily Brontë – Wuthering Heights
Ph : Arthur Meehan
If it’s going to be a world with no time for sentiment, it’s not a world that I want to live in.
– Christopher Isherwood – A Single Man
It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
– Samuel Beckett –
Ph : Igor Vasiliadis
Truth has power. And if we all gravitate toward similar ideas, maybe we do so because those ideas are true…written deep within us. And when we hear the truth, even if we don’t understand it, we feel that truth resonate within us…vibrating with our unconscious wisdom. Perhaps the truth is not learned by us, but rather, the truth is re-called…re-membered…-re-cognized…as that which is already inside us.
– Dan Brown – The Lost Symbol
Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.
– Friedrich Nietzsche –
Ph : Mukti Echwantono
This is how she’s dying
She’s dying to survive
Don’t know what she’s made of
I would like to be that brave
She cries to the heaven above
There is a stone in my heart
She lives a life she didn’t choose
And it hurts like brand-new shoes …
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Sade – Pearls
It’s quiet now. So quiet that can almost hear other people’s dreams.
– Gayle Forman – If I Stay
That is where my dearest and brightest dreams have ranged — to hear for the duration of a heartbeat the universe and the totality of life in its mysterious, innate harmony.
– Hermann Hesse –
Ph : Zachar Rise
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