The presence of death annihilates all superstitions. We are the children of death, and it is death that rescues us from the deceptions of life. In the midst of life he calls us and summons us to him. — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
I thought to myself: if it’s true that every person has a star in the sky, mine must be distant, dim, and absurd. Perhaps… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
“Life as it proceeds reveals, cooly and dispassionately, what lies behind the mask that each man wears. It would seem that everyone possesses several… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
“A story is only an outlet for frustrated aspirations, for aspirations which the story-teller conceives in accordance with a limited stock of spiritual resources… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
[Death is] the best asylum for pains and sorrows and troubles and the injustices of life. — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
Ugh! How many stories about love, copulation, marriage and death already exist, not one of which tells the truth! How sick I am of… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
“In the course of my life I have discovered that a fearful abyss lies between me and other people and have realized that my… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
“We are the children of death and it is death that rescues us from the deceptions of life.” — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
“There are people whose death agonies begin at the age of twenty, while others die only at the very end, calmly and peacefully, like… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
“The person that I had been existed no longer. If I had been able to conjure him up and speak to him he would… — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image
I have finally learned that I must remain silent as much as possible. I must always keep my thoughts to myself. — Sadegh Hedayat Copy Share Image