All those who actually live the mysteries of life haven't the time to write, and all those who have the time don't live them! D'you see? - Nikos Kazantzakis

What a strange machine man is! You fill him with bread, wine, fish, and radishes, and out comes sighs, laughter, and dreams.

We are not simple people who believe in happiness; nor weaklings who crumple to the ground in distress at the first reverse; nor skeptics observing the bloody effort of marching humanity from the lofty heights of a mocking, sterile wit. Believing in the fight, though we entertain no illusions about it, we are armed against every disappointment.

- Брей, каква машина е човекът! Туряш ѝ хляб, вино, риба, репички, и излизат въздишки, смях и сънища. Фабрика!