Unfortunate and wretched are those who have respected a book they did not love and hated those they did. — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“A bird foraging for food in the swamps and marshes sinks rapidly if it doesn't move. It has to keep pulling its feet out… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“It has been said ever since that the Brankoviches of Erdély count in Tzintzar, lie in Walachian, are silent in Greek, sing hymns in… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“RENDGENOSKOPIJA SNA Unapred se zakazuje na sedam dana. Vrsi se generalna proba. Takođe se traze najuspesniji snimci snova svih formata u boji i crno-beloj… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
Unfortunate and wretched are those who have respected a book they did not love and hated those they did. — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“Tvoja prošlost se krije u tvom ćutanju, tvoja sadašnjica u tvom govoru, a tvoja budućnost u tvojim pogrešnim koracima. Buku je lako napraviti. Napravi,… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“... ako otkriješ tajnu, postaješ deo tajne. Ja sam ovog jutra opet lagala u snu. A laž ima miris. Svak može da umre, ali… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
Houses are like books: so many of them around you, yet you only look at a few and visit or reside in fewer still. — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
When we read, it is not ours to absorb all that is written. Our thoughts are jealous and they constantly blank out the thoughts… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“And he gave me a few of the Xeroxed sheets of paper lying on the table in front of him. As he passed them… — Milorad Pavic Copy Share Image
“ZAR NE VIDIŠ DA NI TO LICE NA TEBI NIJE TVOJE? POGLEDAJ NA BILO KOJU FRESKU ILI SLIKU PA ĆEŠ GA ZAČAS NAĆI. TEBI… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“Unutrašnja strana vetra je ona koja ostaje suva dok vetar duva kroz kišu." "Bilo je nešto što nikako nije uspevala da uklopi u svoju… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“Each of us promenades his thought, like a monkey on a leash. When you read, you always have to such monkeys: your own and… — Milorad Pavić Copy Share Image
“The guard locks the gates of the turbeh, letting the heavy sound of the lock fall into the dark interior, as though leaving the… — Milorad Pavic Copy Share Image
