Bosnia Is A Country Of Hatred And

One Shouldn't Be Afraid Of The Humans. Well, I Am Not Afraid Of The Humans, But Of What Is Inhuman In Them.

To Be A Man, To Have Been Born Without Knowing It Or Wanting It, To Be Thrown Into The Ocean Of Existence, To Be Obliged To Swim, To Exist; To Have An Identity; To Resist The Pressure And Shocks From The Outside And The Unforeseen And Unforeseeable Acts - One's Own And Those Of Others - Which So Often Exceed One's Capacities? And What Is More, To Endure One's Own Thoughts About All This: In A Word, To Be Human.

It Seems To Me, That If People Only Knew How Hard It Was For Me To Endure Life, They Would Find It Easier To Forgive Me For All The Wrong Things I’ve Done And All The Good Things That I Have Failed To Do. And They Would Still Find A Little Compassion Within Them To Pity Me.

Lands Of Great Discoveries Are Also Lands Of Great Injustices.

I Do Not Fear Invisible Worlds.