Rakesh RK

“White roses and red roses: those were beautiful colours to think of. And the cards for first place and second place and third place were beautiful colours too: pink and cream and lavender. Lavender and cream and pink roses were beautiful to think of. Perhaps a wild rose might be like those colours and he remembered the song about the wild rose blossoms on the little green place. But you could not have a green rose. But perhaps somewhere in the world you could.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.”
― Franz Kafka