"Eu Nu ma caiesc c-am strans in suflet si noroi..... Dar ma gandesc la tine.... Cu gheare de lumina, o dimineata-ti va ucide visul Ca sufletul e-asa curat cum gandul tau il vrea, Cum numele iubirii tale-l crede. Vei plange mult ,ori vei zambi? Vei plange mult ori vei ierta? In razele acelei dimineti In care eu ti-oi spune Fara umbra de regret: -Nu stii ca numa-n lacuri cu noroi in fund cresc nuferi?" Lucian Blaga - "Vei plange mult, ori vei zambi"
Tomorrow it will be all about her… She will open her eyes and shortly after, she will bury her face in the pillow when she realises it is way to early again… She will linger between the sheets, cursing the man who invented dreams and gave her none. She will then go into the kitchen and drink her coffee, waiting for the others to wake up…. She will get dressed and leave the house… On the way to work, she will smile at every child that passes her by and at every senior couple that holds hands. She will answer politely every phone call she gets, thinking how many of them have genuine feeling hidden behind empty words. When she will get home late in the evening, she will pour herself a glass of wine and she will raise it to all the things she lost, to all the things she has and to all the things that will come …. And she will smile …. She will be a year older …. Amos Lee - Soul suckers