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“لكل كلمة أذن
ولعل أذنك ليست لكلماتي
فلا تتهمني بالغموض”
― ميخائيل نعيمة

“عندما تصبح المكتبة ضرورة كالطاولة والسرير والكرسي والمطبخ؛ عندئذ يمكن القول بأننا أصبحنا قومًا متحضرين”
― ميخائيل نعيمة, أحاديث مع الصحافة

“ليس من المنطق في شيء أن تباهي بالحرية وأنت مكبل بقيود المنطق”
― ميخائيل نعيمة, كرم على درب

“ما أكثر الناس وما أندر الإنسان”
― ميخائيل نعيمة

“حبذا النسيان لو أن ما ننساه ينسانا
ما من نسيان على الأطلاق، بل هناك ذهول طارىء لاغير”
― ميخائيل نعيمة, كرم على درب

“Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.”
― OMAR KHAYYAM, The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám

“إذا كنتم عبيداً في الأرض وقيل لكم: ازهدوا في حرية الأرض،ففي السماء تنتظركم حرية لاتوصف. اجيبوه: من لم يتذوق الحرية في الأرض لن يعرف طعمها في السماء

If you are slaves on Earth & you were told: “Renounce Earthly Freedom, for in Heaven awaits you unimaginalbe Freedom!” Answer him: “He who did not taste Freedom on Earth, will not know it in Heaven!”
― Mikhail Naimy , The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“Men and women yearners must realize their unity even while in the
flesh; not by communion of the flesh, but by the Will to Freedom from
the flesh and all the impediments it places in their way to perfect
Unity and Holy Understanding”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“Too vast is Man and too imponderable his nature. Too varied are his
talents, and too inexhaustible his strength. Beware of those who
attempt to set him boundaries.Live as if your God Himself had need of
you His life to live. And so, in truth, He does.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“No love is Love that subjugates the Lover.
No love is Love that feeds on flesh and blood.
No love is Love that draws a woman to a man only to breed
more women and men and thus perpetuate their bondage to the flesh.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“The more elaborate his labyrinths, the further from the Sun his face.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“فكِّــروا كما لو كانت أفكاركم منقوشة بأحرف من نار على صفيحة الجَلَد حيث تبصرها و تقرأها جميع الكائنات. و إنها في الواقع لكذلك.
و تكلَّــموا كما لو كان العالم كله أذنا واحدة مصغية إلى ما تقولون. و إنه في الواقع لكذلك.
و اعمــلوا كما لو كان كلّ عمل من أعمالكم سيرتدّ بنتيجته إليكم. و إنه في الواقع لكذلك.
و تمــنُّوا كما لو كنتم الأمنية التي تتمنّـون. و إنكم في الواقع لكذلك.
و احيوا كما لو كان ربُّـكم في حاجة إلى حياتكم ليحيا هو حياته. و إنه في الواقع لكذلك.”
― ميخائيل نعيمة, مرداد

“So think as if your every thought were to be etched in fire upon the sky for all and everything to see. For so, in truth, it is.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“How much more infinite a sea is man? Be not so childish as to measure him from head to foot and think you have found his borders.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“Love is the law of God. You live that you may learn to love. You love
that you may learn to live. No other lesson is required of Man.You are
the tree of Life. Beware of fractionating yourselves. Set not a fruit against a fruit, a leaf against a leaf, a bough against a bough; nor
set the stem against the roots; nor set the tree against the mother-
soil. That is precisely what you do when you love one part more than
the rest, or to the exclusion of the rest. No love is possible except
by the love of self. No self is real save the All-embracing Self.
Therefore is God all Love, because he loves himself. So long as you
are pained by Love, you have not found your real self, nor have you
found the golden key of Love. Because you love an ephemeral self, your
love is ephemeral.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“Logic is immaturity weaving its nets of gossamer wherewith it aims to catch the behemoth of knowledge. Logic is a crutch for the cripple, but a burden for the swift of foot and a greater burden still for the wise.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“Often you shall think your road impassable, sombre and companionless. Have will and plod along; and round each curve you shall find a new companion.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark

“Ask not of things to shed their veils. Unveil yourselves, and things will be unveiled.”
― Mikhail Naimy, The Book of Mirdad: The strange story of a monastery which was once called The Ark