Teresa Szaniawska

“The garden was in full verdure, and at Pokrovski nightingales had their homes on all sides in the thick shrubbery. Here and there, large clumps of lilacs raised their heads, enamelled with the white or pale purple of their opening flowers. The leaves in the birch alleys seemed transparent in the rays of the setting sun. The terrace lay in refreshing shade, and the light evening dew was gathering upon the grass.”
― Leo Tolstoy

“Everything in here was clean and bright, warm and cosy. What a joy it is in life when you happen to have a clean, warm kitchen.”
― Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead

“My dear friend, you always complain that life has brought closed doors to you! Now sit down, calmly think about your whole life, life has brought open doors to you; but you didn't see them because you either looked elsewhere or stood in front of closed doors, despising open doors! But remember this, open doors will come before you again, keep your eyes peeled!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Minutes, foolish mortal, are the base mineral
that you must not let go of without extracting their gold!”
― Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal