Yes, there is weeping, even in heaven, but it is for those who are still crawling on the earth.
Nikos KazantzakisWhat 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 Kazantzakis