Dejan Stojanovic

One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.

— Dejan Stojanovic

I recreate myself; that is my only power.

— Dejan Stojanovic

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

— Dejan Stojanovic

And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Creating means living.

— Dejan Stojanovic

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

— Dejan Stojanovic

With me: one minus one = one; with you: it’s zero. Here lies the only difference.

— Dejan Stojanovic

I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?

— Dejan Stojanovic

I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?

— Dejan Stojanovic

Mathematics doesn’t care about those beyond the numbers.

— Dejan Stojanovic

What you gain here, you lose on the other side.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Long ago we conquered our passions looking at ourselves in the mirror of eternity.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.

— Dejan Stojanovic

While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.

— Dejan Stojanovic

We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Although personal calling I sense—who am I? even if I am, I don't know.

— Dejan Stojanovic

And what does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?

— Dejan Stojanovic

The farther away, the closer the home becomes.

— Dejan Stojanovic

I can see myself before myself—a being through dark scenery.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Into the day as by dream I swim to the music of nourished meaning.

— Dejan Stojanovic

The world contained in a seed is determined by its program.

— Dejan Stojanovic

There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.

— Dejan Stojanovic

You are not what you are; you are darkness looking for light within.

— Dejan Stojanovic

There are no clear borders, only merging invisible to the sight.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Life into death— life’s other shape, no rupture, only crossing.

— Dejan Stojanovic

You are hurrying to the sweet place, to the nonsense chasing your spirit and in the nonsense you look for answers.

— Dejan Stojanovic

The world is always open, waiting to be discovered.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Will the day tell its secret before it disappears, becomes timeless night.

— Dejan Stojanovic

When the star dies, its eye closes; tired of watching, it flies back to its first bright dream.

— Dejan Stojanovic

In the end, the world returns to a grain.

— Dejan Stojanovic

He awaits himself while walking, out of the icy circle to escape.

— Dejan Stojanovic

He knows he will be born again, and start fresh anew.

— Dejan Stojanovic

When magic through nerves and reason passes, imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.

— Dejan Stojanovic

To jump over centuries in one step is impossible. Jump too high or far, you’ll be way too late.

— Dejan Stojanovic

A hidden spark of the dream sleeps in the forest and waits in the celestial spheres of the brain.

— Dejan Stojanovic

All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated to go peacefully and enjoy the eternal nap.

— Dejan Stojanovic

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

— Dejan Stojanovic

New Rome will be destroyed by the attacks of new vandals. God always remains silent.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Vandals listen only when others are stronger. If vandals are equal or stronger, their word is the last word.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Deliver thunder, God, if you don’t choose to talk.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Life eats life to live.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Neither alive nor dead; no one lets up, no one wins.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Death swallows death.

— Dejan Stojanovic

A word only writes its night and rides its dream.

— Dejan Stojanovic

To sense the peace of extinguished passion, happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge.

— Dejan Stojanovic

If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?

— Dejan Stojanovic

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Nothing is part of everything.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Without nothing, everything would be nothing.

— Dejan Stojanovic

From everything, nothing looks to nothing.

— Dejan Stojanovic

From nothing comes everything.

— Dejan Stojanovic

When everything hurries everywhere, nothing goes anywhere.

— Dejan Stojanovic

When he is most powerful, nothing does he become.

— Dejan Stojanovic

To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Digressions are part of harmony, deviations too.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Earth is the source of light.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.

— Dejan Stojanovic

The world is a navy in an empty ocean.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Devil and God – two sides of the same face.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Good is not always good.

— Dejan Stojanovic

What you spend, you save.

— Dejan Stojanovic

When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.

— Dejan Stojanovic

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

— Dejan Stojanovic

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.

— Dejan Stojanovic

While the world sleeps, darkness and silence are awake.

— Dejan Stojanovic

It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.

— Dejan Stojanovic

It is vain futility to analyze the algebra of time.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.

— Dejan Stojanovic

With your goal you make the one.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black.

— Dejan Stojanovic

From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.

— Dejan Stojanovic

The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.

— Dejan Stojanovic

The world cannot be translated; it can only be dreamed of and touched.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Forget decorated generals, tell me about Private Ryan.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Tell me something only you know and make a new friend.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Without space, there is no time.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Love is almost never simple.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late.

— Dejan Stojanovic

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.

— Dejan Stojanovic

A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.

— Dejan Stojanovic

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.

— Dejan Stojanovic

There can be no forced inspiration.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.

— Dejan Stojanovic

There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art.

— Dejan Stojanovic

There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness.

— Dejan Stojanovic

If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.

— Dejan Stojanovic

History will be erased in the universal purgatory.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Dreams are our only geography—our native land.

— Dejan Stojanovic

Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.

— Dejan Stojanovic

He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.

— Dejan Stojanovic

A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.

— Dejan Stojanovic

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.

— Dejan Stojanovic

They will smile, as they always do when they plan a major attack late in the night.

— Dejan Stojanovic

He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.

— Dejan Stojanovic