Chandravir Dev > Chandravir's Quotes

“Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“all is the same
time has gone by
some day you come
some day you'll die
someone has died
long time ago.”
― Cesare Pavese

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“Smoking is indispensable if one has nothing to kiss”
― Sigmund Freud

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

“Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

“Grief ... gives life a permanently provisional feeling. It doesn't seem worth starting anything. I can't settle down. I yawn, I fidget, I smoke too much. Up till this I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Almost pure time, empty successiveness.”
― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

“The hottest love has the coldest end.”
― Socrates

“Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell”
― Dante Gabriel Rossetti, The House of Life

“What a woman tells her lover in desire
should be written out on air & running water.”
― Catullus, I Hate and I Love

“Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we're reading doesn't wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is my belief.”
― Franz Kafka

“कैसी विचित्र बात है, सुखी दिनों में हमें अनिष्ट की छाया सबसे साफ़ दिखाई देती है, जैसे हमें विश्वास न हो कि हम सुख के लिए बने हैं। हम उसे छूते हुए भी डरते हैं कि कहीं हमारे स्पर्श से वह मैला न हो जाए और इस डर से उसे भी खो देते हैं, जो विधाता ने हमारे हिस्से के लिए रखा था। दुख से बचना मुश्किल है, पर सुख को खो देना कितना आसान है—यह मैंने उन दिनों जाना था।”
― Nirmal Verma, अन्तिम अरण्य

“सुनो, जिसे हम पीड़ा कहते हैं, उसका जीने या मरने से कोई सम्बन्ध नहीं। उसका धागा प्रेम से जुड़ा होता है, वह खिंचता है, तो दर्द की लहर उठती है, ‘अगर तुम मुझे चाहते हो’, उसने कहा था। मुझे लगता है, उसका विश्वास ईश्वर में नहीं, मुझमें था”
― Nirmal Verma, अन्तिम अरण्य