Quotes by Nepali Authors

I am gazing-- desires unaware of destiny frisk about my mindscape like children.

I salute my desires with a bow.were it not for them to come and playmind would be empty just like me.

In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?

Still enveloped in a blanket of dreams he (life) continued to lie still, pretended as if he was in a deep slumber.