What a strange machine man is! You fill him with bread, wine, fish, and radishes, and out comes sighs, laughter, and dreams.
Nikos KazantzakisWe come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.
Nikos KazantzakisBy believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
Nikos Kazantzakis