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Quotes by Iranian Authors
"The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I'm that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me."
"We dance to seduce ourselves. To fall in love with ourselves. When we dance with another, we manifest the very thing we love about ourselves so that they may see it and love us too."
"We start a relationship with someone not only because of how great they are but how great they make us feel. And because they have granted us this extraordinary gift-a chance to experience love, joy, compassion, and security -it is our exclusive privilege to make them feel wonderful about themselves, especially during days when they, themselves, don't feel so wonderful."
"Best to introduce yourself to patience now, so that it might find you when you call upon it later."
"Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bombs. Let the silence rise from empty bellies and surge from broken hearts. The silence of the hidden and forgotten. The silence of the abused and tortured. The silence of the persecuted and imprisoned. The silence of the hanged and massacred. Loud as all the sounds can be, let my silence be loud so the hungry may eat my words and the poor may wear my words. Loud as all the sounds can be, let my silence be loud so I may resurrect the dead and give voice to the oppressed. My silence speaks."
"Take me when I'm wild.Take me when I'm free.Take me for meand I will take you as you want to be."
"Love is the only reason that is reason enough."
"Mist to mist, drops to drops. For water thou art, and unto water shalt thou return."
"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."
"May we always be burdened with thinking of the suffering of others, for that is what it means to be human."
"Don't make the mistake of looking down on your partner. You're only on that pedestal because they put you up there."
"If today is not your day, then be happy for this day shall never return. And if today is your day, then be happy now for this day shall never return."
"Love, the exotic bird, came and went.Heart forgot love.Joy, the majestic willow, wept and died.Mind forgot joy.Hope, the basement lamp, fell and broke.Soul forgot hope.Self, the anxious caterpillar, took flight and dropped.Self forgot self.You, my all, became all my reasons.Reasons left.You left.I never forgot."
"The best traveler is one without a camera."
"I'll forget me.You forget you.We can be onetogether, happily."
"You only feel powerless because your fear has given your power to the object of your fear. Once you realise this, you can claim it back."
"Hate looks like everybody else until it smiles."
"Because you have been blessed with the gift of life, it is your duty to help others. We are all responsible for one another."
"The more we surrender to what cannot be, the better we control what can be."
"We've been shattered and reconstructed, told to make an effort every single day to pretend we still function the way we're supposed to. But it's a lie, it's all a lie; every person, place, thing and idea is a lie. I do not function properly. I am nothing more than the consequence of catastrophe."
"I have drunk the night and swallowed the stars. I am dancing with abandon and singing with rapture. There is not a thing I do not love. There is not a person I have not forgiven. I feel a universe of love. I feel a universe of light. Tonight, I am with old friends and we are returning home. The moon is our witness."
"Your omnipresence is marvellous!I breathe and you enter me.I exhale and enter into you."
"I woke up every morning hoping to die and then spent the rest of the day wondering if maybe I was already dead because I couldn't even tell the difference."
"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."
"I'm not sure. But there's something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour, I think, that creates a language of its own. There's a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we'd never say in the light."
"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."
"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."
"Extremities are flawed. Moderation is ideal, save for one occasion.So damn these eyes that weep too much.This mind that thinks too much. But never this heart that loves too much."
"His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him."
"Hope.It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat."
"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."
"Come into my world. I will show you the phenomenon that Stendhal experienced. I will help you feel the cascading arpeggios of Wagner's overture. I will dance to Doga's waltzes with you. A day spent without appreciating the beauty surrounding us is a waste. Let me appreciate you."
"Do not give them a candle to light the way, teach them how to make fire instead. That is the meaning of enlightenment."
"Come back to me.Where have you gone?And why so long?I miss the star below your lip,the constellation on your chest.I miss your ways,how you net butter-flying words and release themfor others to enjoy.I miss your tenderness,the sweetness of your breathand the song of your voice.I miss howyou worship me.Come back to me once more.Why did you go?And whatever for?The heavens plotted against us.The clouds came andpissed on our lives.The smell of charged particlesstill lingers in the air.What will become of you and I?Come back to us."
"O woman, father says natural is beautifulso why do you redden your cheeks and blacken your eyes?Why do you remove the hair on your legsand draw them into your brows?Why do you hold your breathlest your stomach showand hold your fartlest they knowthat you're a human? O woman, father says natural is beautifulso why do you straighten your hairto curl it nextand pretend to orgasm so they think you enjoyed the sex?Why do you dumb yourself downand push your breasts up?Why do you smile when you're told toand love when you don't want to?When? When will you stop, woman? Father says natural is beautifulbut that is doubtfulfor what does father knowhe's only a fellow."
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