Desa Emini

“Those of us who have been true readers all our life seldom fully realise the enormous extension of our being which we owe to authors. We realise it best when we talk with an unliterary friend. He may be full of goodness and good sense but he inhabits a tiny world. In it, we should be suffocated. The man who is contented to be only himself, and therefore less a self, is in prison. My own eyes are not enough for me, I will see through those of others. Reality, even seen through the eyes of many, is not enough. I will see what others have invented.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Reading Life: The Joy of Seeing New Worlds Through Others' Eyes

“Get out of your little world, go to the forest; get out of your little house, move into the big house! Why big? Because in the mysterious silence of a forest, the local problems of daily life leave you, you step out of that mouse hole, and suddenly you're alone with infinity, with the universe! Welcome to the real big house!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to pass. And it would pass –but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache behind.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“Then you have to remember to be thankful; but in May one simply can't help being thankful . . . that they are alive, if for nothing else. I feel exactly as Eve must have felt in the garden of Eden before the trouble began.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea