Orhan Veli

« I listen to Istanbul with my eyes closed
A bird flaps its wings around your dress
I know if your forehead is warm or cold
If your lips are wet or dry, I know it
A white moon rises behind the pines
I perceive everything from the beat of your heart
I listen to Istanbul. »
(Orhan Veli)

“To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her hair, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, yet he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.” (Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez)

Auguste Rodin

« I can’t take it anymore, I can’t go a day without seeing you. Otherwise the atrocious madness […] All my soul belongs to you […] may my heart still feel your divine love spreading again. »(Letter from Auguste Rodin to Camille Claudel)

Roman Opałka

« I wanted to show time, its change in duration, the one that nature shows, but in a way specific to man, a subject conscious of its presence defined by death: emotion of life in irreversible duration. Arbitrary time of calendars, of clocks does not interest me. It erases itself by the repetition that defines it, only focalization of the present. » (Roman Opalka)

Rainer Maria Rilke

« How to hold my soul, so
that it does not touch yours?
How stretch it high above you towards other things?
I would so much like to lodge it somewhere, near of something lost in the shadows, in a strange, quiet place, which don’t continue to vibrate when your bass vibrates.
But everything that touches us, you and me, unites us like a bow that pulls two strings one voice.
On what instrument are we stretched?
And what musician holds us in his hand?
O sweet song. »
(Rainer Maria Rilke)

Cardwell Higgins

Cardwell Higgins. The circle of life 1920s

The circle of life. The perfect man and perfect woman, seeking one another in unison for the creation of the perfect child, with the protecting hand of the father and the supporting hand of the mother. The embodiment of father, mother and child is the total life. The sun, the supplier of the life-giving elements necessary for survival. The hourglass of time. The Evil influence that comes into their lives. The slowly burning candle of life. And the inevitable death!