Farhad

“Death is a certainty, an inevitable realization, the only thing that we know will befall us. There are no exceptions, no surprises: all paths lead to it. Everything we do is a preparation for it, a preparation that we begin at birth, whimpering with our foreheads against the ground. We never move farther away from death, only closer. But if it is a certainty, then why are we surprised when it comes? If this life is a short passage that lasts only an hour or a day, then why do we fight to prolong it one more day or hour? Worldly life is treacherous, eternity is better.3”
― Meša Selimović, Death and the Dervish

“She stuck a bookmark in his heart and walked away.”
― Saul Williams, She

“Where’s the sun?” he asked me once.
“Behind the clouds.”
“Is it always there? Even when it’s cloudy?”
“Always.”
“Could we see it if we climbed to the top of that poplar?”
“No.”
“And if we were on a minaret?”
“No. The clouds are above the minaret.”
“And if a hole was made in the clouds?”
Indeed, why don’t people make holes in clouds for boys who love the sun?”
― Meša Selimović, Death and the Dervish

“I swear on time, which is the beginning and the end of everything, that everybody is always at lost...”
― Meša Selimović, Death and the Dervish