Dejan Stojanovic Quotes


Type: Poet

Born: 11 March 1959 Peć, Serbia


Dejan Stojanović is a Serbian poet, writer, essayist, philosopher, businessman, and former journalist.

Dejan Stojanovic Quotes

Say No! Accept the burdens of revenge.. Dejan Stojanovic
Say No! Accept the burdens of revenge.

To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child
To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child is the secret of chivalry.

Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art - a euphemism - tamed wilderness.. Dejan Stojanovic
Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art - a euphemism - tamed wilderness.

In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.. Dejan Stojanovic
In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.

The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.. Dejan Stojanovic
The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.

Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.. Dejan Stojanovic
Words rich in meaning can be cheap in sound effects.

The world is God's salvation.. Dejan Stojanovic
The world is God's salvation.

A word only writes Its night and rides Its dream.. Dejan Stojanovic
A word only writes
Its night and rides
Its dream.

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written
I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.

To write good poems is the secret of brevity.. Dejan Stojanovic
To write good poems is the secret of brevity.

If we were to understand how important it is to say something and say it well, maybe we wouldn’t write a single word, but that would be tragic.

It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.. Dejan Stojanovic
It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.

Since there is no real silence,
Silence will contain all the sounds,
All the words, all the languages,
All knowledge, all memory.

I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?

There is only as much space, only as much time,
Only as much desire, only as many words,
Only as many pages, only as much ink
To accept all of us at light-speed
Hurrying into the Promised Land
Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.

The world cannot be translated; It can only be dreamed of and touched.. Dejan Stojanovic
The world cannot be translated;
It can only be dreamed of and touched.

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.. Dejan Stojanovic
I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

When magic through nerves and reason passes,
Imagination, force, and passion will thunder.
The portrait of the world is changed.

Vandals listen only when others are stronger.
If vandals are equal or stronger
Their word is the last word.

The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.. Dejan Stojanovic
The world is always open,
Waiting to be discovered.

The world contained in a seed, Determined by its program.

To keep the air fresh among words is the secret of verbal cleanliness.

The world is a navy in an empty ocean.

If an ancient man saw planes two thousand years ago
He would've thought they were birds
Or angels from another world
Or messengers from other planets.

My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.

A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.

Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?

This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.

All those big words produce disgust today.

How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.

Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.

Eternity is a glorious word, but eternity is ice.

Through words to the meaning of thoughts with no words.

When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.

The world is a fairy tale; we are its guardians.

Real geniuses would like that what we think of ourselves is true.

The universe is God's son.

In the essence of truth lies deceit.

Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.

You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.

For a game, you don’t need a teacher.

To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity.

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

The most complicated skill is to be simple.

It is beautiful to express love and even more beautiful to feel it.

There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.

There is no competition of sounds between a nightingale and a violin.

Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.

To come to nothing through something is the way to outside from both sides.

Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.

He knows he will be born again,
And start fresh anew.

Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black.

The night is still waiting.

Dream by making and make by dreaming.

To sense the peace of extinguished passion
Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge

When the star dies,
Its eye closes; tired of watching,
It flies back to its first bright dream.

If birth is a manifestation of life, death is another.

Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.

Life into death -
Life’s other shape,
No rupture,
Only crossing.

Deliver thunder, God
If you choose not to talk.

I imagined I was God for a millisecond
And became speechless for a long time.

Devil and God – two sides of the same face.

Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.

New Rome will be destroyed
By the attacks of new vandals.
God always remains silent.

God is a cloud from which rain fell.

God is busy and has no time for you.

When following God, Zero we never find.

Hope without love is hopeless.

You don’t know anything, but I know even less.

Total knowledge is annihilation
Of the desire to see, to touch, to feel
The world sensed only through senses
And immune to the knowledge without feeling.

Omnipotence and omniscience are the end of power and knowledge.

There can be no forced inspiration.

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.

Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success
We forget the easiness of free beauty
Lying sad right around the corner,
Only an instant removed,
Unnoticed and squandered.

You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.

Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.

Without space, there is no time.

He did not waste time in a vain search for a place in history.

It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.

It is vain futility to analyze the algebra of time.

It is beautiful to talk about beautiful things and even more beautiful to silently gaze at them.

There is something perfect to be found in the imperfect: the law keeps balance through the juxtaposition of beauty, which gains perfection through nurtured imperfection.

Beauty is a cheap word, but beauty remains priceless.

Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty.

Busy with the expensive success we forget the free beauty.

We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.

Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art.

What we call life is only talk of nature.

Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation.

Neruda had his first dream,
First meeting with the Moon and the Sun
In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart,
Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale.

Don Quixote is not an imaginary person; he is as real as Alexander the Great.

Perfection seems sterile; it is final, no mystery in it; it's a product of an assembly line.

In trying to be perfect,
He perfected the art of anonymity,
Became imperceptible
And arrived nowhere from nowhere.

Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.

Creators of history always play with our impotence and our ignorance.

History will be erased in the universal purgatory.

Since nothing is absolute
There is no absolute silence,
Only an appearance
Of temporary peace.

Dreams are our only geography - our native land.

Fly without wings;
Dream with open eyes;
See in darkness.

A hidden spark of the dream sleeps
In the forest and waits
In the celestial spheres of the brain.

Two forces create eternity – a fairy tale and a dream from the fairy tale.

A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.

Into the day as by dream I swim
To the music of nourished meaning.

You ask how it is possible to be your own father and son. You should seek answers, although it is better to anticipate some, to be the light and dream.

To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light.

Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.

Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.

All people are enslaved by something.

Some people complain there are too many people on earth,
Some people complain about secret societies,
Some people accuse others of not being able to wake up early.
Almost all people complain about something.

I recreate myself; that is my only power.

When he is most powerful, nothing does he become.

Pretense cannot sustain blind power.

Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.

Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.

Every man needs his Siren
To check his courage and strength
When he hears her song
In his travels through the unknown.

Don Quixote is not just Don Quixote;
La Mancha is not just geography;
It is our personal territory -
Terra Nostra.

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.

While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.

What you gain here, you lose on the other side.

In greatness, life and death merge.

Long ago we conquered our passions looking at ourselves in the mirror of eternity.

From one bell all the bells toll.

We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.

They are both spectacular,
Life and death.

Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.

Wherever I go, I run into myself.

One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.

I travel, always arriving in the same place.

We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

Creating means living.

All dust is the same dust.
Temporarily separated
To go peacefully
And enjoy the eternal nap.

Through everything I have passed but nowhere I have been.

Life eats life to live.

And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.

Mathematics doesn’t care about those beyond the numbers.

With me: one minus one = one; with you: it’s zero. Here lies the only difference.

Neither alive nor dead;
No one lets up,
No one wins.

Instead of imitating me, you simply loiter.

He awaits himself while walking, out of the icy circle to escape.

Death swallows death.

To jump over centuries
In one step is impossible.
Jump too high or far,
You’ll be way too late.

In the biggest and the smallest I sleep but at the same place I stay.

Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.

You are not what you are;
You are darkness
Looking for light within.

Nothing is part of everything.

What does infinity mean to you?
Are you not infinity and yourself?

If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?

From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.

The farther away, the closer the home becomes.

I can see myself before myself -
A being through dark scenery.

Will the day tell its secret
Before it disappears,
Becomes timeless night.

There is nobody to wake up eternal seekers.

When everything hurries everywhere, nothing goes anywhere.

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

You are hurrying to the sweet place,
To the nonsense chasing your spirit
And in the nonsense you look for answers.

The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.

From everything, nothing looks to nothing.

There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.

In the end, the world returns to a grain.

There are no clear borders,
Only merging invisible to the sight.

From nothing comes everything.

Digressions are part of harmony, deviations too.

Without nothing, everything would be nothing.

Earth is the source of light.

Although personal calling I sense,
Who am I? even if I am,
I don't know.

I visited many places,
Some of them quite
Exotic and far away,
But I always returned to myself.

When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.

To say more while saying less is the secret of being simple.

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

To expect to be kissed having bad breath is the secret of a fool.

To understand possible means to understand impossible.

To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.. Dejan Stojanovic
To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.

When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV.

No reason for a feverish rush
For we will all arrive in the same place
At the right time. Justice will be served.
There will be no better or worse,
No big and small, no rewards, no punishment,
No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies;
Only silent equality.

To not say all that can be said is the secret of discipline and economy.

Based on the law of probability
Everything is possible because
The sheer existence of possibility
Confirms the existence
Of impossibility.

A star needs a star.

Good is not always good.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.

We traveled long and forgot why poetry was invented.

To go where no one else has ever gone before is the secret of heroism.

To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.

To cut and tighten sentences is the secret of mastery.

With your goal you make the one.

Those who hate rain hate life.

When all is lost, there is still a memory.

Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.

Possible is more a matter of attitude,
A matter of decision, to choose
Among the impossible possibilities,
When one sound opportunity
Becomes a possible solution.

If you are only what you are,
You at least have a chance
Not to outsmart,
But be on a par with yourself
And that is worth trying.

Oblivion cures the old wounds.

To dream on occasion is not dreaming,
To love on occasion is not love.

Why poetry, you ask?
Because of life, I answer.

Unjustified ambition kills value,
Kills someone else's desire to fly,
Cuts their wings, sucks their air.
If there is nothing else, it eats its own life.

There is always the question why
And there is always life,
Which doesn't need an answer.

Great poets are great copy editors.

Possible impossibility emerges
From an impossible possibility,
Or possibly, impossible possibility
Blooms from the impossibly possible impossibility.

When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble;
When everything is silent and perfect,
There is just perfection and nothing
To fill the air.

Everything seems impossible
And everything seems possible.

Get out, but don't cause unneeded accidents.

There is no born lover,
There is no born Don Juan,
For we are all lovers.

Without pleasure there is no sight or measure.

Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late.

He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.

There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

To accomplish the perfect perfection, a little imperfection helps.

Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.

Love is almost never simple.

I fly through memory to find a newborn love.

Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.

Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift.

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?

Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.

He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.

They will smile, as they always do when they plan a major attack late in the night.

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.

For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else’s face.

Tell me something only you know and make a new friend.

There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.

Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.

They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.

It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.

They grew; they did not talk about growing.

Beyond all vanities, fights, and desires, omnipotent silence lies.

Don’t pay attention to those who offer too much.

If you are good, they say you are weak.

From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.

The light teaches you to convert life into a festive promenade.

If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.

Disease often comes with a smiling face.

We like to admit to only that which already glows, although it is nobler to support brightness before it glows, not afterwards.

Forget decorated generals, tell me about Private Ryan.

Nobility is not only in forgiveness.

There are countless circles of hell; believers never penetrate the ninth circle.

He confided his deepest secret to you; be always wary of his secret.

Either you will be you or you will not be at all.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.

Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.

Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet.

We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.

Do not look too far for you will see nothing.

There are no winners in real games.

We need knew knights, but without swords.

The game itself is bigger than the winning.

We built tall buildings, but we have not become any taller.

Christ did not ask or want to be what he was not.

How does one say something new and not retell?

He thought others were small; that was his greatness.

After Homer and Dante, is a whole century of creating worth one Shakespeare?

Statesmen are grocers, ambitious clowns.

Now that we are all so smart, we don’t easily find resolutions.

Holy books are an insult to a God with good intentions.

He did not profess to anybody how to reach others without professing.

His Highness was always confident in his statements, especially about what he viewed for the first time.

Wherever there is somebody else, a war is not far away.

If you could have walked on the planet before humans lived here, maybe the Ivory Coast would have seemed more beautiful than La Côte d'Azur.

Your head is a lit chamber.

The deeper thought is, the taller it becomes.

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.

We forget old stories, but those stories remain the same.

In the lie of truth lies the truth.

Infinity is the end. End without infinity is but a new beginning.

Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.

Get close to grass and you’ll see a star.

Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.

How alive is thought, invisible, yet without thought there is no sight.

Teaching others, he corrected himself.

A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.

Universe is the Sun watching its own self.

Truth is hard-hearted and unrelenting, too clear, precise; a lie is much more imaginative.

Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end.

Sun is a hearthstone, a merry-go-round of extinguished hearthstones.

Sunbathe from within.

Deceit dispels the boredom of the Absolute.

Procreation annihilates eternity.

Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters.

Unborn eternity does not die; existence is dying and falls asleep in the eternity beyond existence.

Absolute is a game with only one player where Absolute forgets itself so it would have a reason to fulfill the motion while returning.

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

Life is only a flicker of melted ice.

Stars are only the rain of the Absolute.

Absolute equals nothingness.

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