Shubhada Rathi

“Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.”
― Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach and Other Poems

“Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longings of the day.”
― Matthew Arnold, Longing

“I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Weary of myself, and sick of asking
What I am, and what I ought to be,
At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me
Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.”
― Matthew Arnold