Philip Nikolov

“She rides the sandworm of space!
She guides through all storms
Into the land of gentle winds.
Though we sleep by the snake's den,
She guards our dreaming sould.
Shunning the desert heat,
She hides us in a cool hollow.
The gleaming of her white teeth
Guides us in the night.
By the braids of her hair
We are lifted to heaven!
Sweet fragrance, flower-scented,
Surrounds us in her presence.”
― Frank Herbert, Dune Messiah

“Ah Love! could thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits -- and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire!”
― Omar Khayyam

“Insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results.”
― Narcotics Anonymous

“Hey. Sometimes life is a shit flavored Popsicle.”
― Carl Hiaasen, Nature Girl