Таня Димитрова

“Estella was the inspiration of it, and the heart of it, of course. But, though she had taken such strong possession of me, though my fancy and my hope were so set upon her, though her influence on my boyish life and character had been all-powerful, I did not, even that romantic morning, invest her with any attributes save those she possessed. I mention this in this place, of a fixed purpose, because it is the clue by which I am to be followed into my poor labyrinth. According to my experience, the conventional notion of a lover cannot be always true. The unqualified truth is, that when I loved Estella with the love of a man, I loved her simply because I found her irresistible. Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Once for all; I loved her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me, than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection.”
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

“Гневът ѝ се прибави към тежкото чувство на празнота и самотност, което я измъчваше постоянно. Бяха изтекли две години от раздялата с Борис, но раната в душата ѝ не зарастваше. Ирина беше много горда, за да покаже, че страда, много пламенна, за да се примири, и много ревнива, за да му прости. Така тя потискаше у себе си един постоянен хаос от болка, горчивина и раздразнение, от любов и накърнено честолюбие, който я караше да се затваря още по-дълбоко в себе си.”
― Димитър Димов, Тютюн - Част първа

“Always be a poet, even in prose.”
― Charles Baudelaire

“The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem fixed to a sliding walk, letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward. [...] The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down their dry rain.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451