Dejan Stojanovic Quotes - Page 5

Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.
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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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It is vain futility to analyze the algebra of time.
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It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.
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He did not waste time in a vain search for a place in history.
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Without space, there is no time.
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Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
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You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.
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Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success We forget the easiness of free beautyLying sad right around the corner, Only an instant removed, Unnoticed and squandered.
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There are too many literati, yet very few are smart; knowledge is acquired far too easily.
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Total knowledge is annihilation Of the desire to see, to touch, to feel The world sensed only through senses And immune to the knowledge without feeling.
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Omnipotence and omniscience are the end of power and knowledge.
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You don’t know anything, but I know even less.
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There can be no forced inspiration.
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If we were to understand how important it is to say something and say it well, maybe we wouldn’t write a single word, but that would be tragic.
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I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible the world has written its own.
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To write good poems is the secret of brevity.
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A word only writes Its night and ridesIts dream.
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I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?
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To the knights of faith nobody believes.
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To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; To be a lantern in the darkness Or an umbrella in a stormy day; To feel much more than know. To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain; To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves; To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching. To be a smile on the face of a woman And shine in her memory As a moment saved without planning.
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Life into death— Life’s other shape, No rupture, Only crossing.
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Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.
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If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another.
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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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Hope without love is hopeless.
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Through memory to knowledge on the way to stars that are stepping down to the stuffy rooms of modern bureaucrats, illuminating their ceilings, their horizons where everything is easily resolved by the piles of paper and recipes for how to live, create, run, eat, breathe, learn how to love, how to make love, how to sleep, how to dream, how happiness is achieved under the artificial stars of the new sky that emerged from the bureaucratic rooms of aspiring and impotent minds, unable to love, even though they had all their life to learn what they preach.
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To sense the peace of extinguished passionHappiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge
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Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.
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The night is still waiting.
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Dream by making and make by dreaming.
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We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.
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Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.
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He knows he will be born again, And start fresh anew.
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He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.
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Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.
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To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.
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Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift.
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Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.
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There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin.
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To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child is the secret of chivalry.
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Since there is no real silence, Silence will contain all the sounds, All the words, all the languages, All knowledge, all memory.
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The most complicated skill is to be simple.
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I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.
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Use the wings of the flying Universe, Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.
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There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.
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It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.
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Wherever I go, I meet myself.
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I visited many places, Some of them quite Exotic and far away, But I always returned to myself.
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To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity.
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New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent.
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When following God, Zero we never find.
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The world is God's salvation.
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God is a cloud from which rain fell.
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Devil and God – two sides of the same face.
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Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.
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God is busy and has no time for you.
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I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.
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Deliver thunder, GodIf you choose not to talk.
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In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.
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