Vladimir Sorokin

The heart is not just an organ. It is a door.

Light speaks to those who can hear with their hearts.

The world is built from silence and ice.

To be awakened is to remember the language of the heart.

We are not of this world, but must walk among its shadows.

Feel your heart. Does it answer? Does it remember?

Ice does not lie. It reveals and destroys.

Names are for the lost. We are called by our hearts.

Pain is the only true guide in the world of flesh.

The city is asleep, but the heart of ice is always awake.

We search for our brothers and sisters, but we are always alone.

The language of ice is older than words.