More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Did my youth blind my natural eyes and make me imagine the brightness of her eyes, the sweetness of her mouth, and the grace of her figure? Or was it that her brightness, sweetness, and grace opened my eyes and showed me the happiness and sorrow of love?
Hearts that are united through the medium of sorrow will not be separated by the glory of happiness. Love that is cleansed by tears will remain externally pure and beautiful.
Thus the sun enlivens and kills the fields with its heat.
The heart’s affections are divided like the branches of the cedar tree; if the tree loses one strong branch, it will suffer but it does not die. It will pour all its vitality into the next branch so that it will grow and fill the empty place.’
A barren woman is looked upon with disdain everywhere because of most men’s desire to perpetuate themselves through posterity.
He was born like a thought and died like a sigh and disappeared like a shadow.
A dear guest whose appearance illuminated Selma’s heart and whose departure killed her soul.
