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“The end he had been born to serve yet did not see had led him to escape by an unseen path and now it beckoned to him once more and a new adventure was about to be opened to him.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“Sometimes I mistake this for a universe that cares.”
― Randall Munroe, xkcd: volume 0

“Time is just memory
Mixed in with Desire.”
― Tom Waits

“And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin”
― Bob Dylan

“I enjoy inventing things out of fun. After all, life is a game, not a career.”
― Brion Gysin

“What is art? (...) Like a declaration of love: the consciousness of our dependence on each other. A confession. An unconscious act that none the less reflects the true meaning of life—love and sacrifice.”
― Andrei Tarkovsky

“To je jedan od onih dobrih đaka, čednih i primernih u svemu, koji sa velikom lakoćom i kao uzgred polažu sve predmete, a celo svoje iskreno i stvarno zanimanje posvećuju svojim pomalo ćudljivim i nesređenim duhovnim sklonostima, izvan škole i njenog zvaničnog programa. To su oni đaci vedra i jednostavna srca, ali nemirna i ljubopitljiva duha. Njima su gotovo nepoznate one teške i opasne krize čulnog i osećajnog života kroz koje prolaze toliki drugi mladići njihovih godina, ali zato oni teško nalaze smirenje svojih duhovnih nemira i vrlo često ostaju za ceo život svaštari, zanimljivi osobenjaci, bez stalnog dela i bez određenog pravca uopšte.”
― Ivo Andrić

“I eto, to je moje unutarnje protuslovlje: mjesto da sam matematičar, ja slikam. S tim raskolom u sebi, što može čovjek postići više od diletantizma?”
― Miroslav Krleža, Gospoda Glembajevi

“Ja sam biciklista. Možda sam iznad svega biciklista. (...) Ali čovek je kao biciklista prinuđen da bude izopštenik. Prinuđen je da živi na društvenoj margini, nasuprot ustaljenom saobraćajnom sistemu u kome su svi motorizovani, čak i zdravi ljudi.”
― Erlend Loe

“[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“Je ne parlerai pas, je ne penserai rien :
Mais l'amour infini me montera dans l'âme,
Et j'irai loin, bien loin, comme un bohémien,
Par la Nature, -- heureux comme avec une femme.”
― Arthur Rimbaud

“I tada, kao i danas, svet beše surov; samo su ga srčani mogli proputovati, ali i bednici, koji se na sve priviknu.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Deda me je opomenuo: „Ti nikada nećeš da odrasteš!“ Ja sam mu odgovorio: „Šta mogu!“ Mama me je branila: „On nema vremena za to!“ Ja sam stalno pokušavao da odrastem kao i ostali ljudi, ali se odmah desilo nešto novo i mi smo ponovo ostali ono što smo bili.”
― Bora Ćosić, My Family's Role in the World Revolution: and Other Prose

“Uzmi, al' ostavi.”
― Darko Rundek

“Drveće spada u nešto najfinije što znam.
Voda i drveće i devojke.
Imao sam običaj da se penjem po čitav dan. I često sam
samo sedeo mirno, na vrh nekog drveta. Više sati. Kada je
krošnja leti bila gusta, niko nije mogao da me vidi. Ja sam
mogao da vidim sve, ali mene niko nije video.
Osećao sam da sam daleko odatle. I kada bih se spustio,
bilo je to kao doći kući posle dugog putovanja.
I pravio sam ljuljaške. Bio sam super u pravljenju ljuljaški.
Popeo bih se visoko i čvrsto vezao konopac za neku granu.
Onda bih se ljuljao.
I pljuvao. Uvek je bilo tako lepo pljuvati dok sam se ljuljao.
Ako sam pio mleko, pljuvačka je bila gusta i dobra.
Sa ljuljaške sam dobacivao mlečnu pljuvačku neverovatno
daleko.
Ponovo bih hteo da počnem da se ljuljam.
Sledeći put kad budem imao para, otići ću u sportsku radnju,
kupiću pedeset metara konopca za penjanje, a onda ću naći
neko veliko drvo,najbolje uz vodu i napraviću ljuljašku sa
moćnom amplitudom i možda ću skočiti sa ljuljaške u vodu.
Dok Lise gleda.
Radujem se tome.”
― Erlend Loe

“Some sort of pressure must exist; the artist exists because the world is not perfect. Art would be useless if the world were perfect, as man wouldn’t look for harmony but would simply live in it. Art is born out of an ill-designed world.”
― Andrei Tarkovsky

“You have to go wholeheartedly into anything in order to achieve anything worth having.”
― Frank Lloyd Wright

“But when the door shuts on us, all that vanishes. The shell–like covering which our souls have excreted to house themselves, to make for themselves a shape distinct from others, is broken, and there is left of all these wrinkles and roughnesses a central oyster of perceptiveness, an enormous eye. How beautiful a street is in winter!”
― Virginia Woolf, Street Haunting

“Hodanje je sušta suprotnost posedovanju. Doživljaj zemlje hodanjem pretpostavlja pokretljivost, golorukost, sudeoništvo. Nomadi su često predstavljali pretnju po nacionalizam zato što svojim skitničkim životom zamagljuju i prevazilaze utvrđene granice kojima se definišu nacije.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust: A History of Walking

“The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.”
― George Bernard Shaw, Man and Superman

“I thought Beatrice Keedsler had joined hands with other old-fashioned storytellers to make people believe that life had leading characters, minor characters, significant details, insignificant details, that it had lessons to be learned, tests to be passed, and a beginning, a middle, and an end.

As I approached my fiftieth birthday, I had become more and more enraged and mystified by the idiot decisions made by my countrymen. And then I had come suddenly to pity them, for I understood how innocent and natural it was for them to behave so abominably, and with such abominable results: They were doing their best to live like people invented in story books. This was the reason Americans shot each other so often: It was a convenient literary device for ending short stories and books.

Why were so many Americans treated by their government as though their lives were as disposable as paper facial tissues? Because that was the way authors customarily treated bit-part players in their madeup tales.

And so on.

Once I understood what was making America such a dangerous, unhappy nation of people who had nothing to do with real life, I resolved to shun storytelling. I would write about life. Every person would be exactly as important as any other. All facts would also be given equal weightiness. Nothing would be left out. Let others bring order to chaos. I would bring chaos to order, instead, which I think I have done.

If all writers would do that, then perhaps citizens not in the literary trades will understand that there is no order in the world around us, that we must adapt ourselves to the requirements of chaos instead.

It is hard to adapt to chaos, but it can be done. I am living proof of that: It can be done.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions

“Klečala je preda mnom i šaputala, da ne može bez mene da živi. Ja sam joj rekao da ode. Predosećam smrt i rado kašljem, pa bi bilo suviše sentimentalno da umrem u njenim rukama. Ona bi suviše glasno plakala, a ja ne volim plač nego tugu. Nisam više željan, da me ljube, niti da mi iko pruža ruku. Dosta je bilo. Ako je ljubav, naljubio sam se. Umoran sam. Pod prozorom mi je niklo žito, i stoput na dan hoću da se zaplačem. Žao mi je sebe samog. Ali mi je žao i žita. Ko zna, možda i neće moći bez mene da živi. Zar je ona kriva, ako ljubav nije večna. Sve to priznajem. Ja ništa ne želim, osim da brzo prodje sve što dodje. Kad smo se našli i ja i ona imali smo već hiljadu greha, navika i senki u sebi. A da ljubav počinje u šumi, kako bi sve lakše bilo.”
― Miloš Crnjanski, Dnevnik o Čarnojeviću

“An intellectual is a person who has discovered something more interesting than sex.”
― Aldous Huxley

“Longing on a large scale is what makes history. This is just a kid with a
local yearning but he is part of an assembling crowd, anonymous
thousands off the buses and trains, people in narrow columns tramping over
the swing bridge above the river, and even if they are not a migration or a
revolution, some vast shaking of the soul, they bring with them the body
heat of a great city and their own small reveries and desperations, the
unseen something that haunts the day—men in fedoras and sailors on
shore leave, the stray tumble of their thoughts, going to a game.”
― Don Delillo Underworld

“Science and technology multiply around us. To an increasing extent they dictate the languages in which we speak and think. Either we use those languages, or we remain mute.”
― J.G. Ballard

“Ja nisam više željan da me ko voli, nego da svi zavole lišće.”
― Miloš Crnjanski

“Science is not enough, religion is not enough, art is not enough, politics and economics is not enough, nor is love, nor is duty, nor is action however disinterested, nor, however sublime, is contemplation. Nothing short of everything will really do.”
― Aldous Huxley, Island

“Whatever condition we are in, we must always do what we want to do, and if we want to go on a journey, then we must do so and not worry about our condition, even if it's the worst possible condition, because, if it is, we're finished anyway, whether we go on the journey or not, and it's better to die having made the journey we're been longing for than to be stifled by our longing.”
― Thomas Bernhard, Concrete