הנה משהו יפה מאת אלפרד-לורד-טניסון:

Tennyson

"A kind of waking trance I have frequently had, from boyhood onwards, when I have been all alone. This has generally come upon me through repeating my own name two or three times to myself silently till all at once, as it were, out of the intensity of consciousness of individuality, the individuality itself seemed to dissolve and fade away into boundless being, and this is not a confused state, but the clearest of the clearest, the surest of the surest, the wisest of the wisest, utterly beyond words, where death was a laughable impossibility, the loss of personality (if so it were), seemingly but the only true life. I am ashamed of my feeble description. Have I not said the state is utterly beyond words?"

וגם משהו משעשע מאת נורמן שוורצקופף  :

אגב טיפשות מצפונית, אם אני מבין נכון את הציטוט, אני נוטה להסכים עם הבחור החכם

ו...

"אומנות היא גנבה או מהפכה"

                        פול גוגן

אם אין לחם, תאכלי עוגות!

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