“koodaki ghalamroe padshahii ast ke hich kas dar an nakhahad mord”

“You are loved. If so, what else matters?”

“But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.”

“Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.”

“After all, my erstwhile dear,My no longer cherished,Need we say it was not love,Just because it perished?”

“My candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—It gives a lovely light!”

“EbbI know what my heart is likeSince your love died:It is like a hollow ledgeHolding a little poolLeft there by the tide,A little tepid pool,Drying inward from the edge.”