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  • #1
    أحمد خالد توفيق
    “وداعا أيها الغريب
    كانت إقامتك قصيرة، لكنها كانت رائعة
    عسى أن تجد جنتك التي فتشت عنها كثيرا

    وداعا أيها الغريب

    كانت زيارتك رقصة من رقصات الظل
    قطرة من قطرات الندى قبل شروق الشمس
    لحناً سمعناه لثوان من الدغل
    ثم هززنا رؤوسنا وقلنا أننا توهمناه

    وداعا أيها الغريب
    لكن كل شيء ينتهي!”
    أحمد خالد توفيق, أسطورة النبوءة

  • #2
    Emily Brontë
    “If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”
    Emily Jane Brontë , Wuthering Heights

  • #3
    واسيني الأعرج
    “كم أتمنى لو كان إنسانًا تافهًا أو عاديًا، لنسيته بسرعة وانصرفت للحياة، ولكنه كان شيئًا أخر.. لم يشبه أحدًا ولم يكن أحد يشبهه.. العزاء مع هؤلاء الناس يزداد صعوبة، بل يصير فعلًا مستحيلًا.”
    واسيني الأعرج, طوق الياسمين

  • #4
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “أحياناً يحدث أن نلتقي بأشخاص نجهلم تمام الجهل, ومع ذلك نشعر باهتمام بهم وبدافع يقربنا منهم قبل أن نبادلهم كلمةً واحدة”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #5
    فرانز كافكا
    “لم أعد أتحمل الآن حتى نظرات البشر، ليس عداءً للبشر، ولكن نظرات البشر، حضورهم، جلوسهم، تطلعهم، كل هذا هو أكثر من اللازم.”
    فرانز كافكا, الآثار الكاملة مع تفسيراتها: الجزء الأول - (الأسرة) يضم: الحكم ، الوقاد ، الانمساخ ، رسالة إلى الوالد

  • #6
    فرانز كافكا
    “الليلة الماضية لم أستطعْ أن أنامَ لوقت طويل، فاستلقيتُ هناك لمدة ساعتين وأنا أقربُ للصّحو أكثر من النوم، وبشكلٍ غير منقطع كنتُ في أكثر الأحاديث حميميةً معكِ. لا شيءَ محدّد كان يدورُ بيننا، لقد كان مجرّد شكل من أشكال الحديث الحميمي، شعور بالقربِ والتّفاني.”
    فرانز كافكا

  • #7
    فرانز كافكا
    “أخاف الأشياء التي تُلامس قلبي يا ميلينا، لذا أهرب منها دائمًا.. وأهرب منك"
    رسائل كافكا إلى ميلينا”
    فرانز كافكا

  • #8
    فرانز كافكا
    “كتب فرانز كافكا الى "ميلينا" :
    تتوهمين ، فلن تستطيعي البقاءَ إلى جانبي مدّة يومين .. أنا رخوٌ، أزحفُ على الأرض
    أنا صامتٌ طول الوقت، انطوائيٌّ، كئيبٌ، متذمرٌ، أنانيٌّ وسوداويّ.
    هل ستتحملين حياة الرهبنة، كما أحياها ؟
    أقضي معظمَ الوقتِ محتجزاً في غرفتي أو أطوي الأزقَّة وحدي.
    هل ستصبرين على أن تعيشي معي بعيدة كلياً عن والديكِ وأصدقائكِ بل وعن كل علاقة أخرى, ما دام لا يمكنني مطلقاً تصور الحياة الجماعية بطريقةٍ مغايرة؟
    لا أريدُ تعاستكِ يا "ميلينا" ..أخرجي من هذه الحلقةِ الملعونةِ التي سجنتكِ فيها، عندما أعماني الحب !

    فردت عليه "ميلينا" : " و إنْ كنتَ مجرّد جثّة في العالم .. فأنا أحبّك”
    كافكا

  • #9
    أحلام مستغانمي
    “كنت أتدحرج يوماً بعد آخر نحو هاوية حبك ، أصطدم بالحجارة والصخور ، وكل ما في طريقي من مستحيلات . ولكني كنت أحبك . ولا أنتبه إلي آثار الجراح على قدمي ، ولا إلي آثار الخدوش على ضميري الذي كان قبلك إناء بلور لا يقبل الخدش. وكنت أواصل نزولي معك بسرعة مذهلة نحو أبعد نقطة في العشق الجنوني .
    وكنت أشعر أنني غير مذنب في حبك . على الأقل حتى تلك الفترة التي كنت مكتفياً فيها بحبك ، بعدما أقنعت نفسي أنني لا أسيء إلي أحد بهذا الحب .
    وقتها لم أكن أجرؤ على أن أحلم بأكثر من هذا . كانت تكفيني تلك العاطفة الجارفة التي تعبرني لأول مرة ، بسعادتها المتطرفة أحياناً ، وحزنها المتطرف أحياناً أخرى ..
    كان يكفيني الحب .
    متى بدأ جنوني بك ؟”
    أحلام مستغانمي, ذاكرة الجسد

  • #10
    أحلام مستغانمي
    “ما زلت أتسائل بعد كٌل هذه السنوات . .
    أين أضع حُبك اليوم ؟

    أفي خانة " الأشياء العادية " التي قد تحدثْ لنا يومًا كَأية وعكة صحية أو زلة قدم أو نوبة جنون !

    أم . . أضعه حيث بدأ يوماً ؟

    كشيءٍ خارق لِ العادة, كهدية من كوكب, لم يتوقع وجوده الفلكيون !
    أو زلزال لم تتنبأ به أية أجهزة لِ الهزات الأرضية !

    أكُنت زلة قدم . . أم زلة قدر ؟”
    أحلام مستغانمي, ذاكرة الجسد

  • #11
    Ahlam Mosteghanemi
    “أنت التى تعلقتِ بى لتكتشفى ما تجهلينه ...وأنا الذى تعلقت بكِ لأنسى ما كنت أعرفه...أكان ممكن لحبنا أن يدوم؟”
    Ahlam Mosteghanemi, ذاكرة الجسد

  • #12
    Ernesto Sabato
    “En todo caso había un solo túnel, oscuro y solitario: el mío, el túnel en el que había transcurrido mi infancia, mi juventud, toda mi vida.”
    Ernesto Sabato, El túnel

  • #13
    “I'll take crazy over stupid any day.”
    Joss Whedon

  • #14
    Roman Payne
    “Never did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.”
    Roman Payne, The Wanderess

  • #15
    Nikki Rowe
    “No one knows what you have been through or what your pretty little eyes have seen, but I can reassure you ~ whatever you have conquered, it shines through your mind.”
    Nikki Rowe

  • #16
    Erin  Forbes
    “Amid all the harsh words of a cruel world, let my voice speak out in tenderness. There is an inner light which must be nourished and cannot be replaced with a blind eye. Soft spirits are so much more than the simple result of hopeless romanticism. Each one is the soul of beauty and love combined.”
    Erin Forbes

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  • #18
    Holly Black
    “Tell me again what you said at the revel,” he says, climbing over me, his body against mine.

    “What?” I can barely think.

    “That you hate me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Tell me that you hate me.”

    “I hate you,” I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”

    He kisses me harder.

    “I hate you,” I breathe into his mouth. “I hate you so much that sometimes I can’t think of anything else.”
    Holly Black, The Wicked King

  • #19
    Charlotte Eriksson
    “It's the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day – or as he sleeps – simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it's like the hymn that sings me to peace.
    I know the world is still out there and I know I'm not yet friendly to its pace, but as long as I know him with me, here, there, somewhere – us – I know I have a chance.”
    Charlotte Eriksson

  • #20
    Lisa Kleypas
    “The letter had been crumpled up and tossed onto the grate. It had burned all around the edges, so the names at the top and bottom had gone up in smoke. But there was enough of the bold black scrawl to reveal that it had indeed been a love letter. And as Hannah read the singed and half-destroyed parchment, she was forced to turn away to hide the trembling of her hand.

    —should warn you that this letter will not be eloquent. However, it will be sincere, especially in light of the fact that you will never read it. I have felt these words like a weight in my chest, until I find myself amazed that a heart can go on beating under such a burden.

    I love you. I love you desperately, violently, tenderly, completely. I want you in ways that I know you would find shocking. My love, you don't belong with a man like me. In the past I've done things you wouldn't approve of, and I've done them ten times over. I have led a life of immoderate sin. As it turns out, I'm just as immoderate in love. Worse, in fact.

    I want to kiss every soft place of you, make you blush and faint, pleasure you until you weep, and dry every tear with my lips. If you only knew how I crave the taste of you. I want to take you in my hands and mouth and feast on you. I want to drink wine and honey from you.

    I want you under me. On your back.

    I'm sorry. You deserve more respect than that. But I can't stop thinking of it. Your arms and legs around me. Your mouth, open for my kisses. I need too much of you. A lifetime of nights spent between your thighs wouldn't be enough.

    I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you've ever said to me.

    If only I could visit you as a foreigner goes into a new country, learn the language of you, wander past all borders into every private and secret place, I would stay forever. I would become a citizen of you.

    You would say it's too soon to feel this way. You would ask how I could be so certain. But some things can't be measured by time. Ask me an hour from now. Ask me a month from now. A year, ten years, a lifetime. The way I love you will outlast every calendar, clock, and every toll of every bell that will ever be cast. If only you—


    And there it stopped.”
    Lisa Kleypas, A Wallflower Christmas

  • #21
    Kari Hesthamar
    “Little one! Good one! Beloved!

    The sun is baking, the waves are rolling and I love you. Today Lasse and I
    went out and sailed in the snipe, enjoying ourselves on the most gor-
    geous beach, with comfortable mats and the Mediterranean foaming
    under the soles of my feet. There’s a great wind, and I love only, only you.
    I’ve never been more disappointed than I was in Miel when there was
    no letter from you. I just hope you haven’t changed your mind, that
    you’ve found your Superman that you’ve always been going around
    dreaming about. I want so much to be your Superman, to be your
    Mofschen, I want to hold you in my arms and kiss your eyes . . .
    You must always love me, Marianne, never leave me. Perhaps we are
    among the few who can really be good together. We’ve fought, been crazy with jealousy and devilry, and always found our way back to each other —
    and that’s where it’s wonderful to be . . .
    Darling, darling, Marianne. My yearning for you is indescribable. I
    often imagine that it’s the two of us who are here in the Mediterranean.
    But the time will come. The whole future lies before us.”
    Kari Hesthamar, So Long, Marianne: A Love Story

  • #22
    C. JoyBell C.
    “But I need to, I want to, tell you, that you coming back into my life is the greatest adventure that I have ever been on! And not because of the danger, not because of the uncertainty, none of that excites me... but because of the fact that in the midst of the worst storm, I came to know a person who makes my soul feel found, and home, and full, and seen, and heard. If I were to lay with you in a graveyard, buried by the Earth, I would still feel seen and heard and found and never forgotten. Because your bones would be with my bones. So I am thankful for the storm I've known because of you, because in the eye of that storm, we have been together. And it's not ideal and it's not what other people want and it's not even what we want for each other, but I feel that there is no such thing as a "wrong time", because there is Elohim who directs the timing of all things. And if I were to have never met you in the eye of the storm, I would have gone through a life missing out on something that I was born to know. You. (A Love Letter, Copyright ©️ 2019; C. JoyBell C.)”
    C. JoyBell C.

  • #23
    José Eduardo Agualusa
    “It is December in Paris. It was already December when I set out from Luanda, leaving the radiance of your gaze behind me. And it will be December yet, even after the month is over, and then will come only more December and winter, and December again and always the same, until l come back to the Sunny Season, and the land which is lit everywhere, always, by your gaze.”
    José Eduardo Agualusa, Nação Crioula

  • #24
    Nikita Gill
    “Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.”
    Nikita Gill, Your Body is an Ocean: Love and Other Experiments

  • #25
    “There was no time for kissing but she wanted him to know that in the future there would be. A kiss in so much loneliness was like a hand pulling you up out of the water, scooping you up from a place of drowning and into the reckless abundance of air. A kiss, another kiss.”
    Ann Patchett, Bel Canto

  • #26
    George Bernard Shaw
    “There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it.”
    George Bernard Shaw, Man and Superman

  • #27
    Oscar Wilde
    “Paradoxically though it may seem, it is none the less true that life imitates art far more than art imitates life.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #28
    Jodi Picoult
    “Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.”
    Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper

  • #29
    Lois Lowry
    “The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”
    Lois Lowry, The Giver

  • #30
    “All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.”
    Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me



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