Dejan Stojanovic Quotes

Bureaucracy is a huge beast; deeply rooted, it exists even among artists; it’s an almost losing battle against it.
Dejan Stojanovic
Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart,Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale.
Dejan Stojanovic
Everything passes through the eyes of top bureaucrats who closely watch to ensure that no intruder can enter their ranks and disrupt the order and arrangement of values in which everything is predetermined and where everyone knows their place, everyone’s potential, talent and position in history.
Dejan Stojanovic
Teaching others, he corrected himself.
Dejan Stojanovic
It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
Dejan Stojanovic
A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.
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To expect to be kissed having bad breath is the secret of a fool.
Dejan Stojanovic
No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.
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There are no clear borders, Only merging invisible to the sight.
Dejan Stojanovic
In the biggest and the smallest I sleep but at the same place I stay.
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All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated To go peacefully And enjoy the eternal nap.
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The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.
Dejan Stojanovic
To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light.
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There is only as much space, only as much time, Only as much desire, only as many words, Only as many pages, only as much ink To accept all of us at light-speed Hurrying into the Promised Land Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.
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When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.
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Deliver thunder, GodIf you choose not to talk.
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Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters.
Dejan Stojanovic