Sadegh Hedayat

I thought to myself: if it’s true that every person has a star in the sky, mine must be distant, dim, and…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“Life as it proceeds reveals, cooly and dispassionately, what lies behind the mask that each man wears. It would seem that everyone…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“A story is only an outlet for frustrated aspirations, for aspirations which the story-teller conceives in accordance with a limited stock of…

— Sadegh Hedayat

[Death is] the best asylum for pains and sorrows and troubles and the injustices of life.

— Sadegh Hedayat

Only death does not lie.

— Sadegh Hedayat

Ugh! How many stories about love, copulation, marriage and death already exist, not one of which tells the truth! How sick I…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“In the course of my life I have discovered that a fearful abyss lies between me and other people and have realized…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“We are the children of death and it is death that rescues us from the deceptions of life.”

— Sadegh Hedayat

“There are people whose death agonies begin at the age of twenty, while others die only at the very end, calmly and…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“The person that I had been existed no longer. If I had been able to conjure him up and speak to him…

— Sadegh Hedayat

I have finally learned that I must remain silent as much as possible. I must always keep my thoughts to myself.

— Sadegh Hedayat

If there was no death, everyone would wish for it.

— Sadegh Hedayat

“From the bottom of my heart I desired to surrender myself to the sleep of oblivion. If only oblivion were attainable, if…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“The sun, like a golden knife, was steadily paring away the edge of the shade beside the walls.The streets were enclosed between…

— Sadegh Hedayat

In life there are certain sores which, like a kind of canker, slowly erode the soul in solitude.

— Sadegh Hedayat

“The doctor came and prescribed opium for me. What a marvellous remedy for the pains of my experience!”

— Sadegh Hedayat

The presence of death annihilates all superstitions. We are the children of death, and it is death that rescues us from the…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“In life there are certain sores that, like a canker, gnaw at the soul in solitude and diminish it.”

— Sadegh Hedayat

I write only for my shadow which is cast on the wall in front of the light. I must introduce myself to…

— Sadegh Hedayat

“There are sores which slowly erode the mind in solitude like a kind of canker.”

— Sadegh Hedayat

What relationship could exist between the lives of the fools and healthy rabble who were well, who slept well, who performed the…

— Sadegh Hedayat

The sign of our time is that the dignity of the human personality has no place: the age is, as are its…

— Sadegh Hedayat