Quotes by "Dejan Stojanovic"

Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.

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.

Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.

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

Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black.

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

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

He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.

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.

To jump over centuries In one step is impossible. Jump too high or far, You’ll be way too late.

The night is still waiting.

Dream by making and make by dreaming.

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.

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.

A versifier passes through the sound; sounds go through a poet.

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

To sense the peace of extinguished passion Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge

Hope without love is hopeless.

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

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