Saboura

“Then give me back that time of pleasures, While yet in joyous growth I sang,— When, like a fount, the crowding measures Uninterrupted gushed and sprang! Then bright mist veiled the world before me, In opening buds a marvel woke, As I the thousand blossoms broke, Which every valley richly bore me! I nothing had, and yet enough for youth— Joy in Illusion, ardent thirst for Truth. Give, unrestrained, the old emotion, The bliss that touched the verge of pain, The strength of Hate, Love's deep devotion,— O, give me back my youth again!”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust

“The moment was all; the moment was enough.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“Now that he is no longer here I should be interested in so many things: philosophy, politics, history. I follow the news, read books, but they befuddle me. What he meant to say is not there, for he understood something else, something that was all-embracing, and he could not say it in words but only by living as he did.”
― Italo Calvino, The Baron in the Trees

“تا تو با منی زمانه با منست
بخت و کام جاودانه با منست
تو بهار دلکشی و من چو باغ
شور و شوق صد جوانه با منست”
― هوشنگ ابتهاج