Nepali Writers Quotes

“Soft touches of fragrance of affection
deeper than the imprints of kisses,
have surely separated from me
hiding behind some abstruse backdrops.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“In how many minds should I go crazy? Whom should I ask?”
― Suman Pokhrel

“The evening stands silent, listening to the murmurs of the night.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Unseeing, even when seen
unfeeling, even when felt,
to those scattered loves
and the abashment that meet the eyes,
I had tried to brush them off
and indeed, had wiped them away.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“In those moments,
sighs hung on immense dilemma.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“In that vagueness,
as if entering the realm of youth itself were a crime,
as if casting eyes upon a scene were a sin,
as if living a life for an entire lifetime were a curse.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“I had been longing for a moment,
once again, for myself.
I had been living a moment
just like I was living myself.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“In that moment and the moments surrounding,
walls were there, but not for me,
soils were there, but not for me,
times were there, but not for me.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“All the loves were soaked, carrying
the sky upon their shawl.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“The roads kept journeying,
the houses kept staring.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Which eyes should I look for to find the ultimate, unreasoned answer?”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Should I ask everyone the question that should not have been asked, or should I, turning up to the sky, be answering the question that’s not been asked?”
― Suman Pokhrel

“In this atmosphere, where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Mouths, carrying the barking prowess, race from courtyard to courtyard, spreading blasts of harsh, raucous sound.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Lampposts look, in the glow of their defeated light, robbed by the fog, but cannot tell if the streets, lying by stretching limbs in courtyards, are sleeping face downwards or supine.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Butterflies, as if unaware that darkness is no impediment to love, are playing the primordial game with light.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Beneath a romantic, yet melancholic dusk sky,
the roads continue meandering, in their
own rhythm, as I gazed into them,
moments continue scattering
as I kept living them.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Yet, those skies of love were
still filled with love,
those countless moments of youthhood
were still delirious with youthfulness.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Fire was flowing around,
and sweat was getting evaporated
to accomplish their own tasks.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Everyone
was preforming their own duties,
everyone was searching for their own being.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“Sightless flag scolding environment that surrounds it, dances in the joy of being a flag.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“An overflowing pot must be emptied before anything new can be added. If you cling to the sorrows of the past, how can you make space for the happiness and joy of the present?”
― Sanu Sharma, विप्लवी [Biplavi]

“Until an overflowing pot is emptied, nothing else can be added to it. If you keep holding onto the sorrows of the past, how and where will you make room for the happiness and joy of the present?”
― Sanu Sharma, अर्को देशमा [Arko Deshma]

“छहारी जति नै शीतल भए पनि त्यहाँबाट बाहिर निस्कनै पर्छ । किनभने यसरी छहारीमै बसिरहे आफ्नो छायाले पनि साथ छोडिदिन्छ ।”
― Sanu Sharma, फरक [Pharak]

“Writing serves as a form of therapy, helping me process and navigate my emotions.”
― Sanu Sharma

“Writing has been a compelling force in my life, though I’ve never been able to pinpoint exactly why.”
― Sanu Sharma

“Time was slow in passing and tired, perhaps, of the undeterred movements into a rushed day.”
― Veneeta Singha, Dawn's Decimals: A Novel

“It was now a season for selfhood, serenity, sense-making of a personal kind.”
― Veneeta Singha, Gazes Untold: A Novel

“This book collects the experience of my trip to Nepal, an unforgettable journey that allows you to see the world with different eyes.An itinerary started and ended in Kathmandu, accompanied for most of the journey by the local guide Mahesh who, in addition to giving me information on the places, also spoke to me about the history of the country and the divinities.I was able to admire extraordinary places from Pokhara to Dhulikel, visiting Buddhist monasteries and sacred places, but also seeing the devastation of the earthquake in Bhaktapur.The book was created as a sort of guide-diary (with some photos too), narrating my feelings and the places I visited, without neglecting some small curiosity and a tragicomic event that happened to me.”
― Simone M. Albore, Nepal, between spirituality and culture: Twelve days in the land of the great peaks

“Questo libro raccoglie l'esperienza del mio viaggio in Nepal, un viaggio indimenticabile che mi ha permesso di vedere il mondo con occhi diversi.
Un itinerario iniziato e terminato a Kathmandu, accompagnato per gran parte del viaggio dalla guida locale Mahesh che oltre a darmi informazioni sui luoghi, mi parlava anche della storia del Paese e le divinità.
Ho potuto ammirare posti straordinari da Pokhara a Dhulikel, visitando monasteri buddisti/induisti e luoghi sacri, ma anche vedere le devastazioni causate del terremoto del 2015.
Il libro è stato creato come una sorta di guida-diario (con anche qualche foto), narrando le mie sensazioni e i luoghi visitati, senza trascurare qualche piccola curiosità e un evento a dir poco tragicomico.”
― Simone M. Albore, Nepal, tra spiritualità e cultura: Dodici giorni nella terra delle grandi vette