Nikos Kazantzakis
Nikos Kazantzakis
Nikos Kazantzakiswas a Greek writer, celebrated for his novels, which include Zorba the Greek, Christ Recrucified, Captain Michalis, and The Last Temptation of Christ. He also wrote plays, travel books, memoirs and philosophical essays such as The Saviors of God: Spiritual Exercises...
NationalityGreek
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth18 February 1883
CityHeraklion, Greece
men wings giving
What is truth? What is falsehood? Whatever gives wings to men, whatever produces great works and great souls and lifts up a man's height above the earth - that's true. Whatever clips off man's wings - that's false.
change cutting flow
As you walk, you cut open and create that riverbed into which the stream of your descendants shall enter and flow.
honesty believe hands
Be sure to live up to your reputation for honesty and goodness, because many souls who believe you to be honest and good have placed themselves in your hands.
children flower long
As long as there are flowers and children and birds in the world, have no fears: everything will be fine.
life struggle heart
The heart unites whatever the mind separates, pushes on beyond the arena of necessity and transmutes the struggle into love.
heart hands mountain
Whoever climbed the Lord's mountain had to possess clean hands and an innocent heart; otherwise the Summit would kill him. Today the doorway is deserted. Soiled hands and sinful hearts are able to pass by without fear, for the Summit kills no longer.
morning blessed son
God changes appearances every second. Blessed is the man who can recognize him in all his disguises. One moment he is a glass of fresh water, the next, your son bouncing on your knees or an enchanting woman, or perhaps merely a morning walk.
world mud spirit
Truly, everything in this world depended on time. Time ripened all. If you had time, you succeeded in working the human mud internally and turning it into spirit. Then you did not fear death. If you did not have time, you perished.
way endeavor save-yourself
The only way to save yourself is to endeavor to save others.
dream ephemeral mud
I am a weak, ephemeral creature made of mud and dream. But I feel all the powers of the universe whirling within me.
alive looks life-is
Life is trouble. Only death is not. To be alive is to undo your belt and *look* for trouble.
Go as far as you can. Go further than you can!
eye men doe
No! No! Never acknowledge the limitations of man. Smash all boundaries! Deny whatever your eyes see. Die every moment, but say: Death does not exist.'
night smell sight
I collect my tools: sight, smell, touch, taste, hearing, intellect. Night has fallen...