Prerna

“But do you know, you can love a city like a woman? My old father had lived in Delhi all his life. He died of a broken heart.”
― Girish Karnad, Tughlaq: A Play in Thirteen Scenes

“No, young man, I don't envy you or your youth. All that you have to face and suffer is still ahead of you.”
― Girish Karnad, Tughlaq: A Play in Thirteen Scenes

“I really like you, Midori. A lot.”
“How much is a lot?”
“Like a spring bear,” I said.
“A spring bear?” Midori looked up again. “What’s that all about? A spring bear.”
“You’re walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, “Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?’ So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each other’s arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?”
“Yeah. Really nice.”
“That’s how much I like you.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood