"...njegovo kultno Bilino polje — a prije njega stara Blatuša — sa svih dvadeset hiljada ljutih metalaca, ložača i kovača na tribinama bili su naša najgora nedjeljna noćna mora."
U mome zavičaju vinograd zori
I žene feredže nose.
U mome zavičaju najviše ima
Kamenja i bijede bose.
Pa ipak kad jednom sklopim oči,
želja ce posljednja biti:
Da me se moji drugovi sjete
I da me put juga nose.
When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years. (Mark Twain)