Quotes by Cambodian Authors

RegretsTiming is irrelevant when two people are meant for each other. It's what I once believed.But we met during a time when I was such a mess, when I still had so much to figure out. How could I have known how crucial every word, every action was or how losing you would be something I would always regret?If only you could have met me now, how different it would be. How much I have changed. How I have grown. I learned so much from all the mistakes I made with you. I just wish I had made them with someone else.
Lang Leav
When every dream has turned to dust, and your highest hopes no longer soar.When places you once yearned to see, grow further away on distant shores.When every night you close your eyes, and long inside for something more.Remember this and only this, if nothing else you can recall—There was a life a girl once led, where you were loved the most of all.
Lang Leav
In a sea of strangers,you've longed to know me.Your life spent sailingto my shores.
Lang Leav
A good book is a man's best friend. It never leaves you even in your darkest hour.
Sophany Thay
Writing is a conduit. It opens up a passageway into the past. Not just for the writer, but for the reader too. Both readers and writer are linked by the commonality of human experience.
Lang Leav
You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
Lang Leav
To keep you is no benefit, to destroy you is no loss.
Khmer Rouge
Every letterthat she types;every keystrokethat she strikes-To spell your nameagain and again,is all she everwants to write.
Lang Leav
Neither here, nor there. But everywhere.
Lang Leav
A story, I had learned, through my own constant knitting and reknitting of remembered words, can lead us back to ourselves, to our lost innocence, and in the shadow it casts over our present world, we begin to understand what we only intuited in our naivete-that while all else may vanish, love is our one eternity.
Vaddey Ratner
If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life — they have not loved at all.
Lang Leav
AGE DIFFERENCEWhat if I told you that one day you will meet a girl who is unlike anyone else you've known. She will know all the right things to say, what makes you laugh, what turns you on, what drives you wild and best of all, you will do for her exactly what she does for you."When will I meet her?"Well let's put it this way, she doesn't even exist yet.
Lang Leav
AcceptanceThere are things I missthat I shouldn't,and those I don'tthat I should.Sometimes we wantwhat we couldn't—sometimes we lovewho we could.
Lang Leav
What was it like to lose him?" Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:It was like hearing every goodbye ever said tome—said all at once.
Lang Leav
Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That's just the way it goes.
Lang Leav
You forsake all that you hold dear,for a dream that is not your own;you would rather live a liethan live your life alone
Lang Leav
You forsake all that you hold dear,for a dream that is not your own;you would rather live a liethan live your life aloneUniverse of Us and on thoughtcatalog
Lang Leav
I saw love in your smile and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch and I was already home.
Lang Leav
I am six years old and instead of celebrating with birthday cakes, I chew on a piece of charcoal.
Loung Ung
I think how the world is still somehow beautiful even when I feel no joy at being alive within it.
Loung Ung
Do you love me?" I ask.In your hesitation I found my answer.
Lang Leav
I don't feel like I can change the world. I don't even try. I only want to change this small life that I see standing in front of me, which is suffering.
Somaly Mam
She was eight years old, with the body of a child, but her spirit was weighed down by an adult suffering.
Somaly Mam
Shrinking in a corner,pressed into the wall;do they know I'm present,am I here at all?
Lang Leav
Shrinking in a corner,pressed into the wall;do they know I'm present,am I here at all?Is there a written rule book,that tells you how to be—all the right things to talk about—that everyone has but me?Slowly I am withering—a flowered deprived of sun;longing to belong to—somewhere or someone.
Lang Leav
The scatterbrain,is a little like,the patter of rain.Neither here,nor there,but everywhere.
Lang Leav
I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present - it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
Lang Leav
Her heart is played like well worn stringsIn her eyes the sadness singsOf one who was destined of better things
Lang Leav
I said nothing. Deep inside of me, my voice screamed from a hole where I had buried it
Vaddey Ratner
I strongly believe that love is the answer and that it can mend even the deepest unseen wounds. Love can heal, love can console, love can strengthen, and yes, love can make change.
Somaly Mam
Here are the things I want for you -I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.I want you to know how happy you once made me and though you really did hurt me, in the end, I was better for it. I don't know if what we had was love, but if it wasn't, I hope to never fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.Finally, I want you to know how sorry I am for pushing you away when I had only meant to bring you closer. And if I ever felt like home to you, it was because you were safe with me. - I want you to know that most of all.
Lang Leav
Had I known, I would not have left you,alone beneath those stars,on the night when I last saw you,not knowing it was the last.
Lang Leav
When did you stop caring? he asked.When did you start noticing? she replied.
Lang Leav
I thought maybe we mourned not only for the dead but also for the living. We felt their absence before we knew for sure they were gone.
Vaddey Ratner
Your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to- it's the first one who beaks it.
Lang Leav
Knowing comes from learning, finding from seeking.
Vaddey Ratner
He supposes in this way he's learned to pray not as one might to the gods but as one does by simply pausing every now and then to think of others.
Vaddey Ratner
words, you see," he said, looking at me again, "allow us to make permanent what is essentially transient.Turn a world filled with injustice and hurt into a place that is beautiful and lyrical.
Vaddey Ratner
...but how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
Lang Leav
It was from a very young age that I fell in love with this wonderful artifact--the turn of the first page is almost like a sacred ritual to me. Whenever I walk into a library, it is never without some degree of reverence.
Lang Leav
For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
Lang Leav
Anything and everything, the two almost the same--everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
Lang Leav
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
Lang Leav
He deftly dealt his swiftest blow--I fell further than, I was meant to go.
Lang Leav
Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
Lang Leav
The glass bottle does not know its own contents. It has no idea whether it is a vessel for the most delicious apple cider, a lovingly crafted wine, or a bitter poison.
Lang Leav
One day you will be nostalgic for today.
Lang Leav
...you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
Lang Leav
You were none, and now you're all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
Lang Leav
Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
Lang Leav
There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way--has an almost hypnotic effect.
Lang Leav
I did not know that it was love until I knew.
Lang Leav
Death, like fiction, is brutal in its symmetry. Take this story and strip it down -all the way back- until you are left with two points. Two dots on a vast, blank canvas, separeted by a sea of white. Here, we have come to the first point, where the batj is drawn and the hand is reachinh for the razor blade. I will meet you at the next, by the axle of a screaming wheel, the revolution of a clock, the closing of an orbit.
Lang Leav
We spoke on the phone for the first time that morning. My back against the chest of drawers, my knees tucked under my
Lang Leav
Love hides in all sorts of places, in the most sorrowful corner of your heart, in the darkest and most hopeless situation
Vaddey Ratner
It’s amazing what people create using their pain. Work that is touched by melancholy has its own unique beauty. Even the word ‘melancholy’ is pretty, the way it rolls on your tongue. I think sadness adds something to literature that is unique. It’s an ingredient like . . .” I thought for a moment. “Like salt. Salt has that power to completely transform a dish. I think sadness has that same transformative effect in literature.
Lang Leav
I can't believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It's like I've been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
Lang Leav
Great compassion makes a peaceful heart. A peaceful heart makes a peaceful person. A peaceful person makes a peaceful family. A peaceful family makes a peaceful community. A peaceful community makes a peaceful nation. A peaceful nation makes a peaceful world.
Maha Ghosananda
Do you know what it is like,to lie in bed awake;with thoughts to hauntyou every night,of all your past mistakes.Knowing sleep will set it right - if you were not to wake.
Lang Leav
Humans. We are intelligent. We are destructive. We are complex creatures.
Sambath Meas