Budi jako oprezan da ne rasplaces zenu jer Bog broji njene suze. Zena je nastala od muskarcevog rebra. Ne od njegovih stopala da se po njoj gazi. Ne od njegove glave da se njome vlada, nego od boka da mu bude jednaka. Ispod ruke da bude zasticena i pokraj srca da bude voljena.

Ewig dein, Ewig mein, Ewig uns

Nicht alle sind glücklich, die glücklich scheinen. Manche lachen nur um nicht zu weinen.   
                       
U mraku vidim kako ti oči sjaju, a kad nam se lica dotaknu i tvoj dah ukrsti sa mojim, ja osetim sve godine naše ljubavi sažete u jedan jedini tren, i znam samo da postojimo ti i ja, ali pretopljeni na silnoj vatri naše duge, tajne i tajanstvene ljubavi, i pomešani nerazdvojno, zauvek.

Look, when you love someone, it's worth fighting for, no matter what the odds.                
Why do I keep doing this to myself? I must be a masochist or something.

Najzad sam pobedio u fantaziji!!!

„Tromo se vreme vuče i ničeg novog nema, danas sve ko juče sutra se isto sprema."

                         C' вером у Бога за Краља и Отаџбину - Слобода или смрт                              

Najzad sam pobedio u fantaziji!!!

An elderly Albanian couple is sitting in their dark flat in Pristina. The electricity is out, yet again, and they are sitting in front of a blank television, lights out, food beginning to rot in the refrigerator which isn't running, no hot water, and certainly no cooking to do. They are just sitting there, wondering what to do next when all of the sudden, the crackle of electricity is heard when the lights begin to flicker. The television comes to life, the hum of the refrigerator can be heard and the water heater starts up.

The old man looks at his wife and says „Honey, get my gun. The Serbs are back.”

"Neke drzave imaju svoju mafiju,a nasa mafija ima svoju  drzavu"
Edit by Belgrade: Regulisana velicina slova u potpisu.