01c. 1959 ADThe light teaches you to convert life into a festive promenade.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
03c. 1959 ADIs it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
09c. 1959 ADWhatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
10c. 1959 ADA breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
11c. 1959 ADWe hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
13c. 1959 ADEither all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
14c. 1959 ADHow many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
19c. 1959 ADWe measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
20c. 1959 ADHow alive is thought, invisible, yet without thought there is no sight.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
24c. 1959 ADTruth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.Dejan Stojanovic / quote ↗
