When shall I at last retire into solitude alone, without companions, without joy and without sorrow, with only the sacred certainty that all is a dream? When, in my ragsโwithout desiresโshall I retire contented into the mountains? When, seeing that my body is merely sickness and crime, age and death, shall Iโfree, fearless, and blissfulโretire to the forest? When? When, oh when?
Nikos KazantzakisAs I watched the seagulls, I thought, That's the road to take; find the absolute rhythm and follow it with absolute trust.
Nikos KazantzakisGod sends rain, but He also sends hoods; and when the rain grows heavier, He sends a cave.
Nikos Kazantzakis