Falling Apart Is Not An Appealing Prospect.

The world is as narrow or as vast as one cares to imagine.

I am not busy, I am lazy. I abhor frantic work and frantic world.

How much can we ever know about the love and pain in another heart? How much can we hope to understand those who have suffered deeper anguish, greater deprivation, and more crushing disappointments than we ourselves have known?

Orhan Pamuk, Snow

You are the only unclear chapter in my otherwise clear life. But the most delicious one too.

Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world.

Orhan Pamuk, Snow

Anxiety stems from shame. It is the idea that who you are or what you are doing is “not right,” therefore eliciting a rush of energy designed to help you “fix” or change it. You’re suffering because there’s nothing you can fix to make that urgent, panicked feeling go away. It’s a mismanaged perception of who and how you are.

God knows why is it so difficult to speak our truth with our own people, with our loved ones.

Who, being loved, is poor? —Oscar Wilde

The earth laughs in flowers and women.

Eventually, for the silk to survive the silkworm had to die.