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  • #1
    عمرو صبحي
    “الألم عابر ، يأتي ويرحل .. بينما ننسحق تماماً تحت مظلة الوجع المقيم، الجروح تلتئم، ولكن الأوجاع مزمنة تنخرُ في الروح .”
    عمرو صبحي, يوميات كهل صغير السن

  • #2
    عمرو صبحي
    “أنا بخير، و لكني أدور في حلقات مفرغه بنفسٍ قصير”
    عمرو صبحي, يوميات كهل صغير السن

  • #3
    Fernando Pessoa
    “I suffer from life and from other people. I can’t look at reality face to face. Even the sun discourages and depresses me. Only at night and all alone, withdrawn, forgotten and lost, with no connection to anything real or useful — only then do I find myself and feel comforted.”
    Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

  • #4
    Nicole Krauss
    “When will you learn that there isn't a word for everything?”
    Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

  • #5
    Nicole Krauss
    “The truth is the thing I invented so I could live.”
    Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

  • #6
    Sally Rooney
    “She closes her eyes. He probably won’t come back, she thinks. Or he will, differently. What they have now they can never have back again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain that she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another.
    You should go, she says. I’ll always be here. You know that.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #7
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “I don't like remembering.
    Remembering makes me feel things.
    I don't like to feel things.

    I'm thinking I could spend the rest of my life becoming an expert at forgetting”
    Benjamin Alire Saenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster

  • #8
    Benjamin Alire Sáenz
    “I lived in pain because I chose to live in pain. Somewhere along the line, I fell in love with the idea of tragedy, the idea that I was destined to live a tragic life. I had this romantic idea about the life of a writer and what he was supposed to suffer. [...:] Somehow I made my own pain a kind of god.”
    Benjamin Alire Saenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster



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