sofirilux

“Under the dome of boundless universe,
under the dome of boundless cosmos
my body is but a flower that blooms and blasts.”
― Shin Sokch'o

“Handwriting, by contrast, resists the eye, reveals its meaning slowly, and is as intimate as skin”
― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being

“It was true. It was unreal and my life was unreal, and Sunnyvale, which was real, was a jillion miles away in time and space, like the beautiful Earth from outer space, and me and Dad were astronauts, living in a spaceship, orbiting in the cold blackness.”
― Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being

“My soul years for something infinite as
that of children frolicking on the riverbank.
Tell me what it is you are craving for, where you
are headed. I am impatient to know.
Soaked in the smell of the greening earth
I walk all day long limping between the green of sorrow
and joy as if possessed by the spirit of spring.
But now that the land is no more our own
spring can no longer be our own.”
― Yi Sang-hwa, Does Spring Come Also to These Ravished Fields?