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Паула Фазлич

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Глъбина

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Charles Bukowski
“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you've felt that way.”
Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski
“If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.”
Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

Jonathan Safran Foer
“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

Cassandra Clare
“What do you want?"
"Just coffee. Black - like my soul.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Тогава си беше помислил "Виж ти, това същество се наслаждава на нещо, което никой друг не вижда и не усеща, и като че ли изобщо няма необходимостта да го сподели с някого". Тогава му се беше сторила едновременно надменна и уязвима. И най-странното - сякаш изобщо не познаваща самотата. Единственото човешко същество, което излъчваше самодостатъчност, че чак малко го изплаши .”
Теодора Николова, Изчезващият град

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