Quotes from the pages of “The Museum of Innocence” a novel by Orhan Pamuk and a sweet yoga short

“…I would like to say the pain of love is indivisible. The pains of true love reside at the heart of our existence; they catch hold of our most vulnerable point, rooting themselves deeper than the root of any other pain, and branching to every part of our bodies and our lives. For the hopelessly in love, the pain can be triggered by anything, whether as profound as the death of a father or as mundane as a piece of bad luck, like losing a key; such elemental pain can be flamed by any sort of spark. People whose lives have, like mine, been turned upside down by love can become convinced that all other problems will be resolved once the pain of love is gone, but in ignoring these problems they only allow them to fester.”
——Chapter 47 “My Father’s Death”

“For her, love was something to which one devoted one’s entire being at the risk of everything. But this happened only once in a lifetime.”
—Chapter 14 “Istanbul’s Streets, Bridges, Hills, and Squares”

“…he offered up a definition of love to the cluster of guests who were discovering him: When one forsook all other opportunities, wishing only to make love consistently with the same person, this feeling, which he held to be conducive to happiness, was “love.”.”
—–Chapter 18 “Belki’s Story”

“The most important matter in life is happiness. Some people are happy, and others are not. Of course, most people fall somewhere in the middle. I myself was very happy in those days, but I didn’t want to recognize it. Now, all these years later, I think that the best way to preserve happiness may be not to recognize it for what it is. I ignored it then, not out of a wish to protect it, but rather out of a fear of a great misery fast approaching, a fear that I might lose Fusun. Was it this that had made me so touchy and subdued?”
——Chapter 22 “The Hand of Rahmi Efendi”

“O thou that hearest prayer and relievest pain, your faithful
slave is bowing down before thee” —-RUMI

“He buys the worthless rubbish you call your wealth, He pays you
the light that illumines your heart.” —-RUMI


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