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"There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky."
"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."
"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."
"They will smile, as they always do when they plan a major attack late in the night."
"He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age."
"History will be erased in the universal purgatory."
"Dreams are our only geography—our native land."
"He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door."
"Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility."
"Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty."
"Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness."
"If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another."
"There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin."
"Every thought about death takes a moment of life away."
"If unjustified, ambition kills value, eats its own life, kills someone else's desire to fly, cuts their wings, sucks their air."
"A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons."
"The most complicated skill is to be simple."
"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?"
"Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art."
"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."
"When all is lost, there is still a memory."
"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."
"A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams."
"Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good."
"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."
"Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late."
"Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting."
"Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure."
"Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time."
"Love is almost never simple."
"There can be no forced inspiration."
"There is no born lover, there is no born Don Juan, for we are all lovers."
"What you spend, you save."
"Forget decorated generals, tell me about Private Ryan."
"Tell me something only you know and make a new friend."
"Description is a story well told already; experience offers truth."
"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."
"To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity."
"To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste."
"Why poetry, you ask? Because of life, I answer."
"Since there is no real silence, silence will contain all the sounds, all the words, all the languages, all knowledge, all memory."
"Every scent is the sun’s scent."
"Without space, there is no time."
"To keep the air fresh among words is the secret of verbal cleanliness."
"With open eyes, you watch; with closed eyes, you see."
"Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer."
"From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say."
"To go where no one else has ever gone before is the secret of heroism."
"Although personal calling I sense—who am I? even if I am, I don't know."
"The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei außer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!