Friday, December 19, 2008

Kazantzakis

"What a voluptuous enjoyment of sorrow those hours of soft rain can produce in you !All the bitter memories hidden in the depth of your mind come to the surface:separations from friends,women's smiles which have faded,hopes which have lost their wings like moths' end of which only a grab remains-and that grab crawled onto the leaf of my heart and was eating it away."

(I have no qualms to come back to this planet as a human once again if I could write something like this in my next birth... Zorba ,I love you !!!)

1 comment:

  1. Wow, I didn't know words could compete so close to music in conveying emotions. This one hit pretty hard.
    Bobby Jacob

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