Milorad Pavic

She can tell the different colors of those various hatreds, and the thought that you can no more escape hatred than you can water in your shoe strikes her with horror.

Pushkin wrote a poem, ‘Laments of a Traveler’,

Pushkin wrote a poem, ‘Laments of a Traveler’,

the end of solitude begins death!"

They are received and seated in the pews of the "temple" by a beautiful woman with large, dreamy eyes that seem to keep falling out of somebody else's dream and into their own.

Everything around us is full of dreamed and undreamt dreams. We inhale them during out waking hours, not even noticing them like we don't notice air if it's there, and at night they spend some time inside us nourishing that which our thoughts and our food and drink cannot feed. There's a book in which you can read that all these dreams filling the Earth's atmosphere and the magnetic field above it, all the way up to the Cosmos, form some kind of recognizable shape, or even a huge body, but for us, sellers of dreams, this is of no significance.

There's a book in which you can read that all these dreams filling the Earth's atmosphere and the magnetic field above it, all the way up to the Cosmos, form some kind of recognizable shape, or even a huge body, but for us, sellers of dreams, this is of no significance.

buys those as yet undreamed, their own or somebody else's, dreams from the future that present a kind of open window to tomorrow, for through them the future can be seen without mages, clairvoyants or doctors.

buying such a dream you're actually purchasing a segment of your future life."

know because your dream is a unique item. There is no other dream identical to it. I only need to take something of yours that will help me recognize your dream, like when you give a dog a piece of clothing to sniff so that he can recognize the scent of the person he is to search for. This is a very difficult part of our job. It's like going tiger hunting in order to catch one particular tiger that lives in one particular area, has a name known to all the natives in this area and everybody remembers where and whom he tore apart…