Dejan Stojanovic quotes:

To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.

Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.

Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.

Eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.

To sense the peace of extinguished passionHappiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge

Those who hate rain hate life.

Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.

Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success We forget the easiness of free beauty Lying sad right around the corner, Only an instant removed, Unnoticed and squandered.

How alive is thought, invisible, yet without thought there is no sight.

When following God, Zero we never find.

While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.

Statesmen are grocers, ambitious clowns.

If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.

Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty.

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.

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."

Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.

They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.

A hidden spark of the dream sleeps In the forest and waits In the celestial spheres of the brain.

Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.

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.

My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.

To accomplish the perfect perfection, a little imperfection helps.

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.

If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.

A star needs a star.

He knows he will be born again, And start fresh anew.

Digressions are part of harmony, deviations too.

A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.

A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.

Fly without wings; Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.

The world is a fairy tale; we are its guardians.

Possible is more a matter of attitude, A matter of decision, to choose Among the impossible possibilities, When one sound opportunity Becomes a possible solution.

We like to admit to only that which already glows, although it is nobler to support brightness before it glows, not afterwards.

Nobility is not only in forgiveness.

Life is only a flicker of melted ice.

Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.

Every man needs his Siren To check his courage and strength When he hears her song In his travels through the unknown.

Say No! Accept the burdens of revenge.

To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child is the secret of chivalry.

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

You are not what you are; You are darkness Looking for light within.

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.

Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?

When he is most powerful, nothing does he become.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

Deceit dispels the boredom of the Absolute.

In the essence of truth lies deceit.

Disease often comes with a smiling face.

Don Quixote is not an imaginary person; he is as real as Alexander the Great.

To expect to be kissed having bad breath is the secret of a fool.

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

To say more while saying less is the secret of being simple.

There is something perfect to be found in the imperfect: the law keeps balance through the juxtaposition of beauty, which gains perfection through nurtured imperfection.

There is always the question why And there is always life, Which doesn't need an answer.

Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.

Creators of history always play with our impotence and our ignorance.

History will be erased in the universal purgatory.

Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.

There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.

It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.

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.

Based on the law of probability Everything is possible because The sheer existence of possibility Confirms the existence Of impossibility.

Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end.

Unborn eternity does not die; existence is dying and falls asleep in the eternity beyond existence.

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.

Unjustified ambition kills value,Kills someone else's desire to fly, Cuts their wings, sucks their air.If there is nothing else, it eats its own life.

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

Universe is the Sun watching its own self.

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.

Hope without love is hopeless.

We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.

A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.

They will smile, as they always do when they plan a major attack late in the night.

Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation.

To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.

Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.

Nothing is part of everything.

Do not look too far for you will see nothing.

Everything and nothing are the same in the Absolute.

When everything hurries everywhere, nothing goes anywhere.

From everything, nothing looks to nothing.

From nothing comes everything.

Without nothing, everything would be nothing.

If you are only what you are, You at least have a chance Not to outsmart, But be on a par with yourself And that is worth trying.

With your goal you make the one.

In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.

A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.

If an ancient man saw planes two thousand years ago He would've thought they were birds Or angels from another world Or messengers from other planets.

There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.

You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.

Real geniuses would like that what we think of ourselves is true.

After Homer and Dante, is a whole century of creating worth one Shakespeare?

Either you will be you or you will not be at all.

The game itself is bigger than the winning.

Since there is no real silence, Silence will contain all the sounds, All the words, all the languages, All knowledge, all memory.

It is beautiful to talk about beautiful things and even more beautiful to silently gaze at them.

When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble; When everything is silent and perfect, There is just perfection and nothing To fill the air.

Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.

Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.

Absolute is a game with only one player where Absolute forgets itself so it would have a reason to fulfill the motion while returning.

There are no winners in real games.

Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.

Oblivion cures the old wounds.

There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

Creating means living.

He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.

In the lie of truth lies the truth.

What does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?

Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.

To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity.

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

The most complicated skill is to be simple.

You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.

There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin.

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.