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“Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun, Share via Whatsapp

“Almost every truly creative being alienated & expatriated in his own country”

— Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Wild Dreams of a New Beginning, Share via Whatsapp

“They grew; they did not talk about growing.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun, Share via Whatsapp

“We keep asking where they have gone those years we remember and we reach for them like hands in the night”

— W. S. Merwin, Share via Whatsapp

“So now we re here and we are not dead, and Mom, what s more punk rock than living despite all that which has tried to make you not?”

— Neil Hilborn, Share via Whatsapp

“Teaching others, he corrected himself.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun, Share via Whatsapp

“There are things that are not sayable. That s why we have words.”

— Amy King, I Want to Make You Safe, Share via Whatsapp

“He knows he will be born again, And start fresh anew.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, Circling: 1978-1987, Share via Whatsapp

“The clouds above us join and separate, The breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns. Life is like that, so why not relax? Who can stop us from celebrating?”

— Lu Yu, Share via Whatsapp

“Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, The Creator, Share via Whatsapp

“Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, Share via Whatsapp

“Eggshells become hard to break after walking on them for so long.”

— Mia Castile, Share via Whatsapp

“To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, The Sign and Its Children, Share via Whatsapp

“ولكن كلّ من يَمضي يترُكُ في صدري حصاة صغيرة”

— علي محمود خضير, سليل الغيمة, Share via Whatsapp

“He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, Share via Whatsapp

“To jump over centuries In one step is impossible. Jump too high or far, You’ll be way too late.”

— Dejan Stojanovic, Circling: 1978-1987, Share via Whatsapp

“A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage. A dove-house fill d with doves and pigeons Shudders hell thro all its regions. A dog starv d at his master s gate Predicts the ruin of the state. A horse misused upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood. Each outcry of the hunted hare A fibre from the brain does tear. A skylark wounded in the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing. The game-cock clipt and arm d for fight Does the rising sun affright. Every wolf s and lion s howl Raises from hell a human soul. - Auguries of Innocence”

— William Blake, The Complete Poems, Share via Whatsapp