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Quotes by Iranian Authors

"God's existence is reaffirmed once we fall in with another."

"Love isn't blind. Maybe we are all born blind and love finally gives us sight."

"Maybe when we face a tragedy, someone, somewhere is preventing a bigger tragedy from happening."

"I'm beginning to think of hope as a dangerous, terrifying thing."

"A man's shortcoming lies in the belief that he must always assert his manliness. A woman's shortcoming lies in the belief that she must always repress it."

"The lover drinksand the cup-bearer pours.The lover thinksbut the cup-bearer knows:love begets love.Since this wine is love,then this cup is love,then this tavern is love,then this life is love."

"Come, let us speak with our bodies.Teach me how to please you.I am here to learn.Let us not waste this time.It is the hour of union.ComeAnd after you do,Come again."

"I have no use for these other loves.Seal them shut in jarsand place them in the pantry. A reserve of love.Thank them for their love.They are so kind.Perhaps store them in the fridgeFor others to take.They say love is a panacea. I know it is not.Flakes of snow,no two are alike.When I am down on my knees, hopeless and angry,for the world no longer makes sense,I won't look in the pantry or fridge.It is your hand pressing on my shoulderthat makes me whole,makes me forget.What trouble? What world?"

"I am nothing more than the consequence of catastrophe."

"Kamand, die every dayso you rememberto live."

"For what was it about books that once finished left the reader in a bit of a haze and made them reread the last few sentences in order to continue the ringing in their hearts a while longer, so as not to let the silence illumine the fact that reading, they had gained something - distance, a lesson, a companion, a new world - but now, after the last full stop, they had lost something palpable and felt a little emptier than before."

"My thoughts, I think, will soon be sound.My mind, I hope, will soon be found."

"Think the tree that bears nutrition:though the fruits are picked, the plant maintains fruition.So give all the love you have.Do not hold any in reserve.What is given is not lost; it shall return."

"I write to understand what I know."

"Enjoy this moment. The ultimate fulfilment of the dream will not come close to the dream. Enjoy it."

"Your omnipresence is marvellous!I breathe and you enter me.I exhale and enter into you."

"Like a pair of old slippers,I feel comfort andwarmth as I slip into you.No, that is too crude.Like the match to the wick,I ignite when we touch.My counterpart andlife's purpose.Yes, as though I've known you my whole life.Every scar, every failurehas become an affirmationof what should be:You.Yes, as though I've loved you my whole life."

"Can we share my eyes so you can see what I see?Can we share my ears so you can hear what I hear?Can you perch on my shouldersso you can go where I go?Always in my heart, I don't experience anything separate from you.This shared wonderment becomes doubled.This shared love becomes infinite."

"It doesn't matter whether you are looking for a reason to be happy or sad, you will always find it."

"You must be more alive than life.You must see darkness danceand hear silence sing.You must be more awake than lightfor we aren't born sleepingand we shouldn't live sleeping.Only then will death's slumberbecome sweet."

"A poetess is not as selfishas you assume.After months of agonising over her marriage of words-the bride-and spaces-the groom,she knows that as soonas she has penned the poem,it's yours to consume.So, without giving it a think,she blows on the inkand the letters fly awaylike dandelions on a windy day,landing on hands and lips, on hearts and hips.But more often than not,you can easily spotthem trodden and forgotten,becoming sodden and rotten.Yet, she will continue to makewhat's others to takebecause selfishness is not the mark of a poetess."

"Make no mistake about it. We are born blind, deaf, and mute. It is neither these eyes that give us sight, nor these ears that give us sound. It is not even these lips that give us voice. It is only love. Love makes us seek beauty and truth. Love yearns to connect. To experience. To understand. So close your eyes at once. Don't utter a word. Perk up your ears and listen to that silent sound inside you where all this is found."

"Remember:all the thoughts you have of yourself and others are written on your face. Make them kind."

"What happens when I love, you ask, does the world start making sense? No, my dear, it does not. But it won't matter to you then."

"Is it odd, my love, that I envy others who have not met you for the intoxication they have yet to experience? Is it odd that I wish to witness you with new eyes so I may have the pleasure of falling for you all over again? I am grateful, so grateful, for knowing the meaning of your various sighs. For being the cause of your ecstatic cries. But, if only for a moment, I wish to let you fall out of my hands so that I may catch you again. You, my love, are the oddity. You are my exception."

"Maybe love at first sight isn't what we think it is. Maybe it's recognising a soul we loved in a past life and falling in love with them again."

"No one has any right to tell you that the way you perceive yourself is wrong. Because by doing so, they also discourage the person you aspire to be."

"If your mind can move mountainsand swallow gods,Why does it worry with helpless yesterdays and unborn tomorrows?If it can vomit starsand walk on split hairs,Why must it follow the samepath to despair?Everyone will tell you:'An orgasm here is just as good."

"Do not give them a candle to light the way, teach them how to make fire instead. That is the meaning of enlightenment."

"Sit here, so I may writeyou into a poem and make you eternal."

"You do not have to be beautiful.You do not even have to be intelligent.All you have to do is practice kindness,for that is our purpose."
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