“There can be no time before the Big Bang, but time and space are logic...” — Dejan Stojanovic Quote

“There can be no time before the Big Bang, but time and space are logical consequences of our Universe appearing after the Big Bang (or a different event) or any other universe.”

“Although primordial emptiness is nothing, there is no space without emptiness: emptiness has no dimension. Only the compressed idea, compressed knowledge of the Being, hides “dimensions” within itself, but in its compressed mode”

“Dream by making and make by dreaming.”

“Wherever I go, I meet myself.”

“We may argue that since nothing is just nothing, it cannot be space, and since it is not space, space is, in other words, what we see or think space is. However, what we see or think about space does not mean we have proved that what we see as space is real space. What is curved is only the Being, presented to us as something we call matter and energy, not space. Although Being envelopes space or is enveloped by space, it does not mean that space curves, only the Being. Since space is undetectable, passive, and nonexistent except concerning the Being, it does not contain any property or feature and, therefore, cannot be curved. There must be something to be curved.”

“Grief is a flow of memories, changing forms along the way, from tears to tales of the past we once had, with those we love to the deep.”

“Monotony is the most beautiful or the most atrocious thing. The most beautiful if it is a reflection of eternity--the most atrocious if it is the sign of an unvarying perpetuity. It is time surpassed or time sterilized.”

“In a fleeting moment, as ephemeral as life itself, his time rain ran out before he could say goodbye to those who loved him.”

“Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together; that at length they may emerge, full-formed and majestic, into the daylight of Life, which they are thenceforth to rule. Not William the Silent only, but all the considerable men I have known, and the most undiplomatic and unstrategic of these, forbore to babble of what they were creating and projecting. Nay, in thy own mean perplexities, do thou thyself but hold thy tongue for one day: on the morrow, how much clearer are thy purposes and duties; what wreck and rubbish have those mute workmen within thee swept away, when intrusive noises were shut out! Speech is too often not, as the Frenchman defined it, the art of concealing Thought; but of quite stifling and suspending Thought, so that there is none to conceal. Speech too is great, but not the greatest. As the Swiss Inscription says: Sprecfien ist silbern, Schweigen ist golden (Speech is silvern, Silence is golden); or as I might rather express it: Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.”