"The road seen, then not seen the road seen, then not seen the hillside hiding then revealing the way you should take the road seen, then not seen the hillside hiding then revealing the way you should take, the road dropping away from you as if leaving you to walk on thin air, then catching you, catching you, holding you up, when you thought you would fall, catching you, holding you up, when you thought you would fall, and the way forward the way forward always in the end the way that you came, the way forward always in the end the way that you came, the way that you followed, the way that carried you into your future, that brought you to this place, that brought you to this place, no matter that it sometimes had to take your promise from you, no matter that it always had to break your heart along the way: the sense the sense of having walked from deep inside yourself out into the revelation, to have risked yourself for something that seemed to stand both inside you and far beyond you, and that called you back in the end to the only road you could follow, walking as you did, in your rags of love walking as you did, in your rags of love and speaking in the voice that by night became a prayer for safe arrival, so that one day one day you realized that what you wanted had actually already happened one day you realized that what you wanted had actually already happened and long ago and in the dwelling place in which you lived before you began, and that and that every step along the way, every step along the way, you had carried the heart and the mind and the promise that first set you off and then drew you on, and that and that you were more marvelous in your simple wish to find a way you were more marvelous in your simple wish to find a way than the gilded roofs of any destination you could reach you were more marvelous in that simple wish to find a way than the gilded roofs of any destination you could reach: as if, all along, you had thought the end point might be a city with golden domes, and cheering crowds, and turning the corner at what you thought was the end of the road, you found just a simple reflection, and a clear revelation beneath the face looking back and beneath it another invitation, all in one glimpse all in one glimpse: like a person like a person or a place you had sought forever like a person or a place you had sought forever, like a bold field of freedom that beckoned you beyond; like another life like another life, and the road the road still stretching on."
"Cesta koju vidiš pa ne vidiš cesta koju vidiš pa ne vidiš brdo koje skriva pa otkriva put kojim moraš ići cesta koju vidiš pa ne vidiš brdo koje skriva pa otkriva put kojim moraš ići, cesta koja te odvlači od tebe kao da te stavlja na tanak led, zatim hvata, hvata, zadržava kad pomisliš da padaš, hvata, zadržava kad pomisliš da padaš, a put prema naprijed put prema naprijed uvijek na kraju put kojim si došao, put prema naprijed uvijek na kraju put kojim si došao, put koji si slijedio put koji te nosi u budućnost, koji te doveo ovamo, koji te doveo ovamo, bez obzira što je ponekad tražio obećanja, bez obzira što uvijek lomi tvoje srce; osjećaj osjećaj da si došao iz dubine sebe u otkrivenje, da si se doveo u opasnost radi nečega što je postojalo u tebi i daleko izvan tebe, i što te dovelo natrag na kraju na jedini put kojim možeš ići, dok hodaš kao uvijek u dronjcima ljubavi dok hodaš kao uvijek u dronjcima ljubavi i govoriš glasom koji noću postaje molitva za siguran uspjeh, tako da jednog dana jednog dana shvatiš da se sve što si želio već ostvarilo jednog dana shvatiš da se sve što si želio već ostvarilo i to davno i na mjestu na kojem si prije živio, s kojeg si krenuo i da i da si svakim korakom svakim korakom nosio srce i um i obećanje koji su te pokrenuli i održavali i da i da si bio čarobniji u jednostavnoj želji da pronađeš put bio si čarobniji u jednostavnoj želji da pronađeš put od pozlaćenih krovova bilo kojeg odredišta bio si čarobniji u jednostavnoj želji da pronađeš put od pozlaćenih krovova bilo kojeg odredišta: kao da si cijelim putem mislio da je krajnji cilj grad sa zlatnim kupolama, i razdragano mnoštvo, a kad si skrenuo iza ugla tamo gdje si mislio da je kraj puta, stajao je jednostavan odraz, i jasno otkrivenje ispod lica koja te gleda, i ispod toga još jedan poziv, sve u jednom pogledu sve u jednom pogledu: poput osobe poput osobe ili mjesta koje oduvijek tražiš poput osobe ili mjesta koje oduvijek tražiš, poput hrabrog polja slobode koje te doziva; poput drugog života poput drugog života, a cesta cesta nastavlja dalje."