Dejan Stojanovi

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

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

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

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

The most complicated skill is to be simple.

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

To hear never-heard sounds, 
To see never-seen colors and shapes, 
To try to understand the imperceptible 
Power pervading the world; 
To fly and find pure ethereal substances 
That are not of matter 
But of that invisible soul pervading reality. 
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; 
To be a lantern in the darkness 
Or an umbrella in a stormy day; 
To feel much more than know. 
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain; 
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; 
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves; 
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets 
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching. 
To be a smile on the face of a woman 
And shine in her memory 
As a moment saved without planning