Farah

“I dont think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open of its own accord. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver. But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“This is why dreams can be such dangerous things: they smolder on like a fire does, and sometimes they consume us completely.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“Anyone who loves in the expectation of being loved in return is wasting their time.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Devil and Miss Prym