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“The men who cannot laugh at themselves frighten me even more than those who laugh at everything.”
― Anne Perry, The Whitechapel Conspiracy

“می گفت دگرباره به خوابم بینی / پنداشت که بعد از این مرا خوابی هست”
― ابوسعید ابوالخیر

“It's better to write about things you feel than about things you know about.”
― L.P. Hartley

“The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.”
― L.P. Hartley, The Go-Between

“The loner who looks fabulous is one of the most vulnerable loners of all.”
― Anneli Rufus, Party of One: The Loner's Manifesto

“Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes, just sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.”
― Anneli Rufus

“Writing is done alone. People do not talk about the things they do alone.”
― Anneli Rufus, Party of One: The Loner's Manifesto

“I can't decide whether I'm a good girl wrapped up in a bad girl, or if I'm a bad girl wrapped up in a good girl. And that's how I know I'm a woman!”
― C. JoyBell C.

“All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life—where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it.”
― Miranda July, It Chooses You

“و هم به من انگِ دیوونه‌گی می‌زنی. دیوونه! دیوونه! (می‌خندد). می‌تونم بشینم هر چی‌رو که از زنده‌گی می‌دونم دونه‌دونه بشمرم. همه‌ی زنا تو خونه زنجیری‌ین تا فقط به کارایی برسن که دل و روده‌شونو بالا میاره. پس واقعاً کوچه‌گردی شرف داره. بُدوبُدو می‌رم تا لب رودخونه. از کوه‌ها و تپه‌ها و درختا می‌کشم بالا تو کلیسا خودمو می‌رسونم به برج ناقوس و ناقوسو به صدا در میارم. آخر سرم آب یه انیسون تازه رو می‌مکم کیفِ عالمو می‌برم…”
― Federico García Lorca

“اومدم تو این چار دیفاری که تسلیم نشم. می‌دونی زمون تسلیم‌شدنم کِیه ؟ هر وقت سرمو بایه دسمال بستن … هر وقت دستام جوری بسته موند که وا نشه … تو تابوت.”
― Federico García Lorca, Yerma

“از این دستایی که نمی‌تونم ازشون واسه یه چیزی کار بکشم که به درد خودم بخوره خسته شدم. من زخمیم، زخمی و تحقیر شده حتا پست‌تر از خاکی که می‌بینم توش گندم نیش کشیده، چشمه‌ها از آب دادن دست ورنمی‌دارن، بره‌ها صدها بره آوردن و سگ‌ها توله پس‌انداختن همه‌ی ده زاد و ولدشو، کوچولوهای ملوسِ چرتالوشو نشونم می‌ده در حالی که من، جایی که بایست دهن بچه‌هامو حس کنم ضربه‌ی چکش نوش‌جون می‌کنم.

"ترجمه احمد شاملو”
― Federico García Lorca, Yerma

“خوآن : گلوم پر از تلخیه.

یرما : من تو استخونام.

"ترجمه احمد شاملو”
― Federico García Lorca, Yerma

“چیزایی هم هس که عوض نمی‌شه. پشت دیفارا چیزایی هس که نمی‌تونه عوض بشه چون کسی نمی‌شنوه‌تشون .

"ترجمه احمد شاملو”
― Federico García Lorca, Yerma

“به هر حال باید خدایی وجود داشته باشه . هر قدر هم که کوچیک باشه. تا صاعقه‌رو رو مردایی که نطفه‌ی گندیده‌شون شادیِ زمینو به لجن می‌کشه نازل کنه .

یرما-ترجمه احمد شاملو”
― Federico García Lorca, Yerma

“بر پلكان بيست سالگي ات ايستاده اي
بي بيست پله در پايين
بي هيچ آسمان در بالا –
پله يي
بي نرده و
بي حفاظ ...”
― شمس لنگرودی

“A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn't.”
― Tom Waits

“I saw the world in black and white instead of the vibrant colours and shades I knew existed.”
― Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits

“If you could say it in words, there would be no reason to paint.”
― Edward Hopper

“Sometimes the sins you haven't committed are all you have left to hold onto.”
― David Sedaris, When You Are Engulfed in Flames

“We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.”
― Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy, Poems of Arthur O'Shaughnessy

“Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra
trafitto da un raggio di sole:
ed e subito sera

Everyone stands alone at the heart of the world,
pierced by a ray of sunlight,
and suddenly it’s evening”
― Salvatore Quasimodo, Tutte le poesie

“Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick.”
― Gwyneth Paltrow

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.”
― Pablo Neruda

“I want
To do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

“so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“While I'm writing, I'm far away;
and when I come back, I've gone.”
― Pablo Neruda

“I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited.”
― Jorge Luis Borges