Being a writer makes you immortal.

Oci su kao galaksije.Nedostizne, neobjasnjive.Toliko prostrane, toliko tajnovite.

Gledamo u iste zvezde, ali vidimo razlicite stvari.

When I touch you, it makes me trembling.I feel like I've lost myself, existentially.Your lips on mine makes me feel likeI'm flying across the universe, without aimlessly.

Budite osoba koja zelite da budete, a ne ona koju drugi ocekuju da vide.

Ti si moje secanje na bolje dane.

Postojis u meni i prisecam se svega.Dovoljno da ne probijes kroz srce,dovoljno da me unistis ako se pojavis.Jos uvek stojim cvrsto na litici zaborava.A ti jos uvek ostajes, moj deza vi.

Do you think your soul is more beautiful than your body?

We almost made love with fire, fire in our eyes, fire in our souls, and even in our bones.