“Longing is the absent chatting with the absent. The distant turning toward the distant. Longing is the spring’s thirst for the jar-carrying women, and vice versa. Longing allows distance to recede, as if looking forward, although it may be called… — Mahmoud Darwish Copy Share Image
The bitter winds in February were sometimes called the First East Winds, but the longing for spring somehow made them seem more piercing. — Eiji Yoshikawa Copy Share Image
