Lara Čuljak

“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.”
― Robert Frost

“I feel my brains, like a pear, to see if it's ripe; it will be exquisite by September.”
― Virginia Woolf

“I am the family face:
Flesh perishes, I live on,
Projecting trait and trace,
Through time to times anon,
And leaping from place to place
Over oblivion”
― Thomas Hardy

“The sun is roaring, it fills to bursting each crystal of snow. I flush with feeling, moved beyond my comprehension, and once again, the warm tears freeze upon my face. These rocks and mountains, all this matter, the snow itself, the air- the earth is ringing. All is moving, full of power, full of light.”
― Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard