A great man is one who collects knowledge the way a bee collects honey and uses it to help people overcome the difficulties they endure - hunger, ignorance and disease!
- Nikola Tesla

Remember, remember always, that all of us, and you and I especially, are descended from immigrants and revolutionists.
- Franklin Roosevelt

While their territory has been devastated and their homes despoiled, the spirit of the Serbian people has not been broken.
- Woodrow Wilson

Jovan Dučić

Jovan Dučić (February 1871 – 7 April 1943) was a Herzegovinian Serb poet, writer and diplomat. He was born in Trebinje at the time part of Bosnia Vilayet within Ottoman Empire on 17 February (or 5 February according to the Julian calendar) 1871.

Jovan Dučić died on 7 April 1943 and was buried in the Serbian Orthodox monastery of Saint Sava in Libertyville, Illinois. He expressed a wish in his will to be buried in his home town of Trebinje, a goal which was finally realized when he was reburied there on 22 October 2000 in the newly built Gračanica church.


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Lazar Stojkovic

UI/UX Designer

Focus: User experience, product management, entrepreneurship

I conduct user research, build interactive prototypes, perform usability tests, create clean and intuitive UI for Web and mobile apps, and write production-ready code in HTML/CSS/JS. I have over 7 years of experience designing digital products across a variety of industries. I founded three companies in Europe and currently work at a stealth-stage startup in San Francisco.

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The Hagia Sophia

The Mystical Light of the Great Church and its Architectural Dress

by Charalambos P. Stathakis

Dear reader, as you run like the rest of us along the dizzy main road, stop, stay aside for a while. Let the others be dizzy, and take the secret underground trail, which will lead you through the dewdrops of the leaves, the crystal smile of the sun, the city’s underground galler- ies, your knowledge, and your feelings, to the doorstep of the Hagia Sophia. Because all dew- drops, all sunrays, and all beauty lead there. That is what you will be told by my friend, the author, whom I am fond of and whom I send you to, Charalambos Stathakis: the doctor, the warm and humane researcher, the scientist devoted to his work and his patients, who has given a series of scientific papers, who, nevertheless, retains a nest of beauty untouched in his heart, which makes him outstanding—even though he is not a specialist in architecture, nor a historian, nor a theologian, nor a Byzantinist—it makes him stand out in all these together and in entirety.

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