متى أنزوي أخيرا في الوحدة ، بمفردى ، دون رفاق ، دون فرح أو حزن ، لايصحبنى سوى اليقين المقدسى بأن كل شيء ليس إلا حلما ؟ متى أعتزل فرحا مع أسمالي البال… - Nikos Kazantzakis

Leave nothing for death but a burned-out castle

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life. As soon as we are born the return begins, at once the setting forth and the coming back; we die in every moment. Because of this many have cried out: The goal of life is death! But as soon as we are born we begin the struggle to create, to compose, to turn matter into life; we are born in every moment. Because of this many have cried out: The goal of ephemeral life is immortality! In the temporary living organism these two streams collide … both opposing forces are holy. It is our duty, therefore, to grasp that vision which can embrace and harmonize these two enormous, timeless, and indestructible forces, and with this vision to modulate our thinking and our action.

You gave me your curse, holy Fathers. I give you a blessing: May you be as moral and religious as I am.