“Tereza's death hurt me so much, it was as if I had two heads smashing into each other. One was full of mown love, the other of hate. I wanted the love to grow back. It grew like grass and straw, all mixed up together, and turned into an icy affirmation on my brow. That was my damn stupid plant.” LoveHate Author:Herta Müller
“Today the grass listens when I speak of love. It seems to me that this word isn't honest even with itself.” LoveFriendshipHonesty Book:The Land of Green Plums Source: The Land of Green Plums