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“Most of us mortals never get to know our real destiny; we're just trampled by it. By the time we raise our heads and see it moving off down the road, it's already too late, and we have to walk the rest of the way along the straight and narrow ditch the dreamers call maturity. Hope is no more than the belief that that moment hasn't yet come, that we might still manage to see our real destiny when it draws near and jump on board before the chance of being ourselves disappears forever, condemning us to live in emptiness, missing what should have been and never was.”
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Labyrinth of the Spirits

“E non dimenticare, straniero, che il sole sorge dalla nostra parte, che l'Est è l'Est, l'Ovest è l'Ovest e che questo non lo si può cambiare. [...] Il sole sorge da noi e noi un giorno domineremo il mondo perché abbiamo tutto quel che ci vuole per farlo. Abbiamo terra, abbiamo gente, abbiamo risorse. [...] Allora, straniero, ricordatelo: il futuro è qua!”
― Tiziano Terzani, A Fortune-Teller Told Me: Earthbound Travels in the Far East

“If we cannot relate anymore to the world that we live in, we are bound to remain like orphans, forlorn in the wasteland of our desires. ("Non mais, t'as vu l'heure !")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“May you rise with the sun, ready to make hay.
May the rains come at night to wash your cares away.
May you sleep with the angels sittin' on your bed.
May you be an hour in Heaven a'fore the Devil knows you're dead.”
― Ami McKay, The Witches of New York