Piyal

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”
― Jamie Anderson

“I just wanted to go home, to the language in which I was known, and loved.”
― Jhumpa Lahiri, In Other Words

“When the language one identifies with is far away, one does everything possible to keep it alive. Because words bring back everything: the place, the people, the life, the streets, the life, the sky, the flowers, the sounds. When you live without your own language you feel weightless and, at the same time, overloaded. Your breathe another type of air, at a different altitude. You are always aware of the difference.”
― Jhumpa Lahiri, In Other Words

“When two people part it is the one who is not in love who makes the tender speeches.”
― Marcel Proust