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  • #1
    أحلام مستغانمي
    “ظننتك أحببت حدادي حين كتبت لي ((الأسود يليق بك)).
    - ربّما كان عليّ أن اقول إنك تليقين به.. الأسود يا سيدتي يختار سادته.”
    أحلام مستغانمي, الأسود يليق بك

  • #2
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “What you seek is seeking you.”
    Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

  • #3
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.”
    Rumi

  • #4
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “silence is the language of god,
    all else is poor translation.”
    Rumi

  • #5
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”
    Rumi

  • #6
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.”
    Rumi

  • #7
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself.”
    Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

  • #8
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.”
    Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

  • #9
    Lao Tzu
    “Thus it is said:
    The path into the light seems dark,
    the path forward seems to go back,
    the direct path seems long,
    true power seems weak,
    true purity seems tarnished,
    true steadfastness seems changeable,
    true clarity seems obscure,
    the greatest are seems unsophisticated,
    the greatest love seems indifferent,
    the greatest wisdom seems childish.

    The Tao is nowhere to be found.
    Yet it nourishes and completes all things.”
    Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
    To the last syllable of recorded time;
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
    Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
    That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
    And then is heard no more. It is a tale
    Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
    Signifying nothing.”
    William Shakespeare, Macbeth



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