Behind each woman rises the austere, sacred and mysterious face of Aphrodite. Nikos Kazantzakis aphroditeaustereface Change image and share on social
My principal anguish, and the wellspring of all my joys and sorrows, has been the incessant merciless battle between the spirit and the flesh. Nikos Kazantzakis anguishbattleflesh Change image and share on social
The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired. Nikos Kazantzakis desirenonexistentsufficiently Change image and share on social
Tell me what you do with the food you eat, and I'll tell you who you are. Some turn their food into fat and manure, some into work and good humour, and others, I'm told, into God. So there must be three sorts of men. Nikos Kazantzakis eatfatfood share on social
I fight to embrace the entire circle of human activity to the full extent of my ability. Nikos Kazantzakis abilityactivitycircle Change image and share on social
I knew that no matter what door you knock on in a Cretan village, it will be opened for you. A meal will be served in your honor, and you will sleep between the best sheets in the house. In Crete, the stranger is still the unknown god. Before him, all doors and all hearts are opened. Nikos Kazantzakis cretancretedoor share on social
The human soul is heavy, clumsy, held in the mud of the flesh. Its perceptions are still coarse and brutish. It can divine nothing clearly, nothing with certainty. Nikos Kazantzakis brutishcertaintyclumsy Change image and share on social
Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality. Nikos Kazantzakis changeeyereality Change image and share on social
I felt deep within me that the highest point a man can attain is not Knowledge or Virtue or Goodness or Victory but something even greater, more heroic and more despairing: Sacred Awe! Nikos Kazantzakis attainawedeep Change image and share on social
There is only one woman in the world. One woman, with many faces. Nikos Kazantzakis facewomanworld Change image and share on social