Everyone thought they would be friends for decades,

“Everyone thought they would be friends for decades, forever. But for most people, of course, that hadn’t happened. As you got older, you realized that the qualities you valued in the people you slept with or dated weren’t necessarily the ones you wanted to live with, or be with, or plod through your days with. If you were smart, and if you were lucky, you learned this and accepted this. You figured out what was most important to you and you looked for it, and you learned to be realistic.” — Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life A Little Life

This is one more piece of advice I have for you:

“This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can’t do anything, don’t get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it’s ready to come undone. You have to realize it’s going to be a long process and that you’ll work on things slowly, one at a time.” ― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

People think first love is sweet,

“People think first love is sweet, and never sweeter than when that first bond snaps… Yet that first broken heart is always the most painful, the slowest to mend, and leaves the most visible scar. What’s so sweet about that?” — Stephen King, Joyland

“Holding people away from you,

Holding people away from you, and denying yourself love, that doesn’t make you strong. If anything, it makes you weaker. Because you’re doing it out of fear.”

— Sarah Dessen

If your happiness depends

“If your happiness depends on what somebody else does, I guess you do have a problem.” 

— Richard Bach

Nobody was perfect.

“Nobody was perfect. Not even close. And everybody had wrinkles from smiling and squinting and craining their necks. Everybody has marks on their bodies from years of living- a trail of life left on them. Evidence of all the adventures and sleepless nights and practical jokes and heartbreaks that had made them who they are.” — Katherine Center, Everyone Is Beautiful

It is a lonely feeling when someone

“It is a lonely feeling when someone you care about becomes a stranger.” 

— Lemony Snicket, When Did You See Her Last?

I see the mountains in the sky,

I see the mountains in the sky, the great clouds and the moon I have a great and astonishing sense of something there, which is it - it is not exactly beauty that I mean. It is that the thing is in itself enough, satisfactory, achieved. A sense of my own strangeness, walking on the earth is there too, of the infinite oddity of the human position, with the moon up there and those mountain clouds. Who am I, what am I, and so on, these questions are always floating about in me.

- Virginia Woolf, 27 February 1926

وہ آخری فیصلہ سنا کر ، منزل کو ہوۓ روانہ

وہ آخری فیصلہ سنا کر ، منزل کو ہوۓ روانہ

میں لاکھ چیخی ،جناب عالی۔ جناب عالی۔ جناب عالی

شکوہ سا اک دریچہ ہو ۔ نشہ سا اک سکوت

 

 

شکوہ سا اک دریچہ ہو ۔ نشہ سا اک سکوت

ہو شام اک شراب سی اور لڑکھڑاؤں میں۔