Perhaps it is the language that chooses the writers it needs, making use of them so that each might express a tiny part of what it is.

“Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”

“As my cat would say, all hours are good for sleeping.”

“We have deemed all these words necessary in order to explain that we have been …”

“Να καταντάς να πληρώνεις για τα ίδια σου τα όνειρα, μεγαλύτερη απελπισία απ' αυ…”