If the man does not reach the edge of the cliff, he cannot grow wings to fly.
Nikos Kazantzakis
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Paleohora Crete Greece 🇬🇷 in October
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Koustogerako Crete Greece 🇬🇷 in autumn
God changes his appearance every second. Blessed is the man who can recognize him in all his disguises.
Nikos Kazantzakis
morning and evening in Crete Greece 🇬🇷
I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.
Nikos Kazantzakis
Tersanas end of October Crete Greece
Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.
Lauren DeStefano
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