Zahra

“She was another broken doll dreaming of a boy with glue. ”
― Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild

“My beloved, if one day they ask you about me,
Do not hesitate and tell them with pride:
'He loves me, he loves me a lot.”
― Nizar Qabbani

“My Dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it's much better to be killed by a lover.
-Falsely yours”
― Charles Bukowski

“بله، گریه کردم، اما حالا می فهمم که به خاطر نامه ها نبوده. شاید بر مرگ کودکی خودم گریه می کردم و آن نامه ها بخشی از کودکی من بوده”
― Houshang Golshiri, آینه‌های دردار