Koutsi Maria

“Humor is the politeness of despair.”
― Boris Vian

“When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.

(Ophelia)”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“I dream of a love that is more than two people craving to possess one another.”
― Irvin D. Yalom, When Nietzsche Wept

“She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.”
― Charles Bukowski