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The document summarizes quotes from Nichita Stanescu discussing the ephemeral nature of life and what we take with us in the end. It notes we are left with our feelings of love, passion, and less hate. It also describes two people communicating through words that flew between them, visible in their swirling, with the speaker lowering to touch the grass bent by the words falling as if from a lion's paw.

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Quotes Stanescu Nichita

The document summarizes quotes from Nichita Stanescu discussing the ephemeral nature of life and what we take with us in the end. It notes we are left with our feelings of love, passion, and less hate. It also describes two people communicating through words that flew between them, visible in their swirling, with the speaker lowering to touch the grass bent by the words falling as if from a lion's paw.

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Quotes Nichita Stanescu

"The only real things which we take with us in the end are our own feelings, our loves, our hates and adversities. I ask myself: at the end of life, what will we leave outside? I suppose we can leave some feelings, less of hate, some of passion, but... especially of love."

An animal comes and eats a boulder. Then a barking dog comes, which eats a rock. Then a sort of nothing comes,

which eats sand Then I come and I eat this echo.

Echo of what? Echo of don't know what... "Sentimental story" Then we met more often. I stood at one side of the hour, You at the other, Like two handles of an amphora. Only the words flew between us, back and forth." You could almost see their swirling, and suddenly," I would lower a knee," and touch my elbow to the ground" to look at the grass, bent" by the falling of some word," as though by the paw of a lion in flight."

The words spun between us," back and forth," and the more I loved you, the more" they continued, this whirl almost seen," the structure of matter, the beginnings of things."

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