Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: ROMÂNĂ

  • Quote of the day

    “Auch ich hatte mich früh an die Stille, ans Schweigen gewöhnt. Wer viel redet, verhüllt etwas. Wer konsequent schweigt, ist von etwas überzeugt. (…) Ich hatte das Gefühl, in unserem Leben fehle etwas. Die Liebe, sagst du… Die opferbereite Liebe. Ja, das sagt sich so leicht. Später habe ich erfahren, dass die mit falschen Ansprüchen…

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  • Quote of the day

    “Many of these same young people (…) had not progressed from freedom from to freedom to. They simply rebelled without attempting to find a goal toward which to move, except that of freedom from restrictions and dependence. Like that of their bourgeois parents, their motto was: ‘New is beautiful,’ and they developed and almost phobic…

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  • Meditation

    meet me in the depths of my belly, my stillness of a thousand breaths – and I shall birth you symphonies of silence. those schools of words swimming away? let them. the truth is always quiet – stealthy, un-schooled. in my belly the truth swells like a blue tsunami.

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  • Quotes of the day

    “Sie sagte das ganz ruhig, ganz gleichgültig, wie es nur alte Leute vermögen, die schon Abschied nehmen, da sie den wahren Sinn der Wörter erkannt haben und nichts mehr fürchten und auch die menschlichen Konventionen nicht höher schätzen als die Wahrheit.” (English translation: She said this very calmly, quite indifferently, as only old people can,…

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  • Quote of the day

    “The words ‘mean’, ‘mind’ and ‘memory’ share common roots, so any account of meaning that does not begin in the raw stuff of human consciousness is off to a poor start. The left hemisphere on its own puts words together using often complex syntax and makes a kind of sense of them. But the real…

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  • Quote of the day

    “Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it.” Hermann Hesse – Siddharta (1922)

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  • Quote of the day

    “Left hemisphere attention is sharply restricted in space and time (…). It tends towards precision, but at the expense of depth. It is no longer true to the expansive, always moving, always changing, endlessly interconnected nature of reality. One way of putting it is that the left hemisphere can provide some sorts of knowledge about…

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  • Doubts (haiku)

    When I turn around and leave, will my leaving leave a dent in your life?

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  • Ce suntem?

    Ce suntem?

    (haiku-uri) seva se scurge pe hârtie, din anii noștri se aleg păstăi uscate, măturate de viscol în crevasele uitării, pagini ce hrănesc glodul umed din care, poate alte vrejuri vor țâșni către cer pline de bobi dulci-amari. vorbe crestatepe o scoarță desprinsăde vânt. pirogileîn care te veicuibări ca să pluteștispre depărtări tu.

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  • My books on offer!

    Dear followers – especially my Romanian-speaking ones, Editura Datagroup, my Romanian publisher, has just launched a new and improved website full of unbeatable discounts and exciting new features! If you’re looking for that special gift for Christmas this year, have a look at all the books on offer, including my own! ;-) Free delivery for…

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  • Quote of the day – Die Sünde der Erfolgsgenügsamkeit

    “Der Bau dieses Hauses war aber bei weitem nicht das Schwerste. Viel schwerer war es, die Menschen zu finden. (…) Ich nahm endlich solche Leute, die nicht Schreiner waren, und sich erst hier unterrichten sollten. Aber auch diese hatten, wie die früheren, eine Sünde, welche in Arbeitendenständen und auch wohl in anderen sehr häufig ist:…

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  • Fără titlu

    vei crede ce dorești, dar acesta este adevărul meu. ți-l spun șoptit,la ureche,ca toate adevărurile mari, care nu-s altceva decât răsuflare caldă pe piele: vreau să-mi ascult sufletul și să tac, să mă ascund de zbuciumul uneltelor care neîncetatară și, lent, ca orice suflet obosit care-și cară în spate trupul, să mă tupilez pe sub…

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