76 Quotes by Tatjana Ostojic

Hold me as if I were the most fragileobject that a touch of a feathercould break.Dance with me with the same animal craving,with the same desireyou would make love to me.

Everything has a breaking point. A string of guitar,a heart, when no longer loved;Ropes of anchors holding ships tied,shell of an egg when bringing new life. Breakage is always a path to freedom. Even when falling into stygian gloom.

Drop by a drop of rain will bring a deluge,unless the dry summer skyis suppressing the clouds.But love…If given little by little,nobody can feed off its crumbs.Only a woman who loves thinks a little is enough,for the one who is precious to her heart,her eyes cannot see.

I can’t tell if the flameinside meis a sin or a virtue.Am I closer to holyfor ignoring and abandoningthe lustful desires of my body?Or am I steppinginto the flames of the eternal firefor not indulging,for not satisfying,for not wantingall joys of the earthly pleasures?

Like the tigresswatching her playing cubwhile napping,covered with sun raysthat are blinding her.She opens her eyes widerat every sound,at every movement ofthe trees, air, soil…Protective. Alert.That is how you look at me.Wanting to save mefrom all that could harm me.Preventing my pain by loving me

Our goodnight spooningbecame goodbye turning awayfrom one another,the farther we could,to the edges of the same bed.

Darling,I’m walking around our placeswithout you.Thinking of the last timewe talked, we laughed,kissed, and made love.I couldn’t remember.Not one moment.Not one feeling.Just a faded canvas leftin front of me.

Give my soul to Heaven to keep it,while I am becoming nothing but pleasurein your skilful hands of a sculptor.

I wonder if Gaudi was collecting piecesof broken tiles,trying to mend his shattered heart,his crushed soul,his splintered being,his overwhelming sorrow for the unrequited love.