“What if love is made and nothing else? asked Narcissus, leaning over the green iris of water. Nothing else, cried Echo from the green cochlea of the woods. And they were both right. And they were both lonely.” — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“...dancing with someone who is causing you pain is a bit like trying to smile while having a tooth extracted.” — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“...what exactly is there in human existence that can lure you away from pleasure: peace of mind, a walk by the sea, moderation?” — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“I managed to convince myself that I’d left Bulgaria behind for good. I chose to see emigration and globe-trotting as an escape, not as… — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“I left Bulgaria when I was a seventeen-year-old East European, and I am now, by all appearances, a 32-year-old ‘global soul’. But everybody needs… — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“Something must be done!’ ‘It’s because you don’t live here,’ Blago snorted. ‘You still believe in justice.” — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“I chose to see emigration and globe-trotting as an escape, not as a loss. Nowhere to call home? No problem, the world is my… — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“History is written by the victors, they say, but it seems to me that history is written above all by those who weren’t there,… — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“People die crossing borders, and sometimes just being near them. The lucky ones are reborn on the other side.” — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“It’s precisely when you have lost your roots that everywhere you go matters hugely.” — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“It’s funny,’ Rado says, ‘I can only be Bulgarian when I’m in France. Here, I’m semi-French. Everything is funny and bizarre, and I laugh… — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image
“Traveling around the country where you grew up , lost some of your virginity and a few of your illusions, acquired some lasting neuroses,… — Kapka Kassabova Copy Share Image