Explore popular quotes and sayings by a Serbian poet Dejan Stojanovic.
Last updated on December 25, 2024.
Dejan Stojanović is a Serbian poet, writer, essayist, philosopher, businessman, and former journalist. His poetry is characterized by a recognizable system of thought and poetic devices, bordering on philosophy, and, overall, it has a highly reflective tone. According to the critic Petar V. Arbutina, "Stojanović belongs to the small and autochthonous circle of poets who have been the main creative and artistic force of the Serbian poetry in the last several decades."
A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.
While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.
It is beautiful to talk about beautiful things
And even more beautiful to silently gaze at them.
Since there is no real silence,
Silence will contain all the sounds,
All the words, all the languages,
All knowledge, all memory.
The world cannot be translated; It can only be dreamed of and touched.
For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else's face.
Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.
I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.
If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.
He tries to find the exit
From himself
But there is no door.
It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
If you are good, they say you are weak.
You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.
Beyond all vanities, fights, and desires, omnipotent silence lies.
Teaching others, he corrected himself.
I recreate myself; that is my only power.
I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.
There can be no forced inspiration.
From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.
Do not look too far for you will see nothing.
Those who hate rain hate life.
Hope without love is hopeless.
Either you will be you or you will not be at all.
Life eats life to live.
To say more while saying less is the secret of being simple.
Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.
Be aware of the high notes,
Of the blissful faces and their soft messages,
And listen for the silent message
Of a highly decorated gift.
In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.
Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.
Don’t pay attention to those who offer too much.
We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.
Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.
The most complicated skill
Is to be simple.
Every scent is the sun's scent.
Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late.
When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV.
here is no competition of sounds
Between a nightingale and a violin.
You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.
Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.
There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.
Through words to the meaning of thoughts with no words.
A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.
God is a cloud from which rain fell.
They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.
There is another alphabet
Whispering from every leaf,
Singing from every river,
Shimmering from every sky.
Fly without wings; Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.
Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success
We forget the easiness of free beauty
Lying sad right around the corner,
Only an instant removed,
Unnoticed and squandered.
Perfection seems sterile;
It is final, no mystery in it;
It's a product of an assembly line.
For a game, you don’t need a teacher.
Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.
The deeper thought is, the taller it becomes.
Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet.
When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.
Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.
Dreams are our only geography—our native land.
My feelings are too loud for words
And too shy for the world.
Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.
Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black.
To accomplish the perfect perfection, a little imperfection helps.