" I can become happy with the simplest things
the most insignificant..
even the every day ones of every day.
It is sufficient for me that weeks have Sundays
and I am satisfied that years keep their Christmas for the very end
that winters have stone houses dipped in snow
that I know how to discover the hidden bitter herbs in their hiding places.
It is enough for me that four people love me
a lot..
It is enough for me that I love four people
a lot..
that I spend my breath on them alone;
that I am not afraid to remember;
that I do not care if they remember me;
that I can still cry
and that I even sing..sometimes...
that there is music which fascinates me
and fragrances that enchant me.. "

― Odysseas Elytis