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Quotes by Serbian Authors

"Without nothing, everything would be nothing."

"New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent."

"You are not what you are, You are darkness Looking for light within."

"And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd."

"There are literary works that speak for themselves and there are writers who boast through work."

"Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat."

"The farther away, the closer the home becomes."

"To go where no one else has ever gone before is the secret of heroism."

"Almost as a rule, political dissidents were writers."

"Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure."

"Some people complain there are too many people on earth, Some people complain about secret societies, Some people accuse others of not being able to wake up early. Almost all people complain about something."

"One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others."

"Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art."

"Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end."

"In an endless silence even screams sound silent."

"A versifier's poem is born by the sound, a poet's sound is born by the poem."

"Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?"

"Burning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ's body."

"Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping."

"Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed."

"To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light."

"Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect."

"We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness."

"Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art-a euphemism-tamed wilderness."

"When following God, Zero we never find."

"Perfection seems sterile; it is final, no mystery in it; it's a product of an assembly line."

"Absolute is a game with only one player where Absolute forgets itself so it would have a reason to fulfill the motion while returning."

"Infinity is the end. End without infinity is but a new beginning."

"Pretense cannot sustain blind power."

"Get close to grass and you'll see a star."

"We need knew knights, but without swords."

"A poem is its own name and cover."

"Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting."

"Say No! Accept the burdens of revenge."

"To understand possible means to understand impossible."

"Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart,Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale."

"Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you."

"Without pleasure there is no sight or measure."

"It is not important what happens where; Where we fall or rise, What we conquer or lose, How big or small we are."

"He confided his deepest secret to you, be always wary of his secret."

"Deceit dispels the boredom of the Absolute."

"The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man."

"There is something perfect to be found in the imperfect: the law keeps balance through the juxtaposition of beauty, which gains perfection through nurtured imperfection."

"The universe is God's son."

"Stars are only the rain of the Absolute."

"Quixote shines from Lorca and Picasso, From DalA and El Greco, From the gloomy 'View of Toledo.' He was born before Cervantes."

"Every man needs his Siren To check his courage and strength When he hears her song In his travels through the unknown."

"Marquez was not born in Colombia.He was born in Macondo, And his Macondo is his La Mancha."

"I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time."

"A hidden spark of the dream sleeps In the forest and waits In the celestial spheres of the brain."
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