Zainab

“But on that pale hand is no ring of mine,
To no one will I give it, ever.
The new moon’s golden beam forged it for me,
And slipping it on in my sleep, whispered to
me entreatingly;
'Treasure this gift, be proud of the dream!'
I won’t give the ring to anyone, ever.”
― Anna Akhmatova

“The hand is the visible part of the brain.”
― Immanuel Kant

“If today is not your day,
then be happy
for this day shall never return.
And if today is your day,
then be happy now
for this day shall never return.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die. This life appears unbearable, another unattainable. One is no longer ashamed of wanting to die; one asks to be moved from the old cell, which one hates, to a new one, which one willl only in time come to hate. In this there is also a residue of belief that during the move the master will chance to come along the corridor, look at the prisoner and say: "This man is not to be locked up again, He is to come with me.”
― Franz Kafka, The Blue Octavo Notebooks