I don't have any coping mechanism. Things hurt me, I sleep. I want to cry, I sleep. My head hurts, I want to sleep. My wardrobe is messy, I want to sleep. My coffee is bitter, I want to sleep. No one loves me, I will just sleep.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke
-Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell written c. August 1908
But who I was before I met you?
I want to go to a place where people asks me if I ever fell in love and I don't start talking about my heartbreak
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
In English, Paulo Coelho said that
"So I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you "
but in hindi Shahrukh khan says
"Agar kisi cheez ko shiddhat se chaaho to puri kaaynat use tumse milane ki koshish me lag jaati hai"
-Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility