David Beltran

“But some climbs you have to make alone.”
― Ellyn Bache, The Art of Saying Goodbye

“آرزو نمی کنم
.تفنگها با موج خون های ریخته غرق شوند

آرزویم این است
دختر و پسر سرزمینم
روزی یک بار
با پرواز بال نگاهشان
...غبار روی کتابی را بتکانند”
― Sherko Bekas, شێرکۆ بێکەس

“It was like dawn, and then dusk cascading over the Himalayas. First, the gradual brightening over snow and contour, then the shining, sparkling sun mirrored; and then as the moment of joy passed – the lingering colour-changing light; reluctant to leave. That faint, bittersweet almost-light, and then indigo outlines and inky black.”
― Radhika Mukherjee, Our Particular Shadows