This is why dreams can be such dangerous things: they smolder on like a fire does, and sometimes they consume us completely.

Oh wait.. is not Halloween?

I should post something more floral and colourful

or something more season appropriate?

We are our secrets, and, if all goes well, we will take them with us to where no-one can touch them.

That perfect tranquility of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.

I don't like Paradise, As they probably don't have obsessions there.

I have collections of quirky things from places I've been to, like a set of Russian dolls.

If you try to walk in my shoes, you'll end up in a bookstore.

Hope, Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'...

Hello lovely people and Happy New Year!!!

I handle conflict and change like December 21st fends off fall. My love knows no season.

I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.

Hello everyone, it's been a while. 

I had a pretty full month and to be honest not so much energy to post here. 

But this will change. As the mood of a blogger does! :D

An autumn garden has a sadness when the sun is not shining...

Tell, lion, whose tomb do you guard, you slayer of cattle? And who was worthy of your valour?

Happy October everyone. 

This beautiful month is actually here. It's a bit hot and sunny in my city but i don't care. 

Also my country does not celebrate Halloween. But i still don't care, it's October! 

Although today i have a post about my summer adventures. 

Let's travel to the Greece of the past.

Take me to museums, kiss me in front of the paintings and hold me close to your heart like a wounded bird.

Hey you who read my page. Hope you are well <3

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

Hello everyone. 

I found some pictures from the beginning of the summer that i forgot to post. 

So, as i always say, better late than ever, here you can see my love 

for Asian (Chinese and Japanese) cuisine 

(with some Greek hinds here and there). Enjoy!!

It was good to walk into a library again; it smelled like home.

The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.

From then on, my thesis hung over me like a curse, and with bloodshot eyes, I worked like a madman.

It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.

The most sacred thing is to be able to shut your own door.

Hello you :)

Holidays are all different depending on the company and time of your life.

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.