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    José Saramago
    “heavensneverweretobetrusted.
    ----------------
    she were an angel of charity come down to
    earth with the mission of relieving suffering and mitigating pain until,
    eventually,anotheridenticallydressedangelhadtobesummonedurgentlyin
    ordertomitigateandrelieveherownpainandsuffering
    ----------------
    nowheisplayingavery
    unfair game, in which the cards have all been dealt to one player and in
    which,ifnecessary,thevaluesofthecardswillvaryaccordingtothewhimof
    thepersonholdingthem
    ----------------
    whataboutme,whataboutus,isitthatsimpleforus,is
    itamatterofindifferencetous
    ----------------
    Arguingwithwhatmust
    behasalwaysbeenawasteoftime
    ----------------
    eachwordfilledwith
    unbearablepainandsorrow
    ----------------
    Shipwrecked, they wererowing toward an island not knowing if it
    wasarealislandoronlytheghostofanisland
    ----------------
    Theysay
    thattimehealsallwounds,Butweneverlivelongenoughtotestthattheory
    ----------------
    layingontheworldthewholeweightofhis
    infiniteweariness
    ----------------
    eachword
    thatweutterwilltakeupthespaceofanothermoredeservingword,not
    deservinginitsownright
    ----------------
    theonlyrosewithout
    thornsIknowisyou,
    ----------------
    lifeonlygivesyoutwodays,andgiventhenumberofpeoplewho
    only get to livefor a day and a half, and others even less, we can'treally
    complain.
    ----------------
    everyminutethat
    passedtakingwithittenyearsoflife
    ----------------
    howdifficultitistoseparate
    ourselvesfromwhatwehavemade
    ----------------
    The
    onlystrengthyouneedisinyourarms
    ----------------
    BecauseI'velived,
    ----------------
    even things that
    aren'triskyventurescanendbadly
    ----------------
    Whenyouknowsomethingisgoingtohappen,inawayit'salmost
    asifithadhappenedalready
    ----------------
    eventhestrongestspiritshavemomentsof
    irresistibleweakness
    ----------------
    whenonepersonlosesheart,theothermusthaveheartandcourage
    enoughforboth
    ----------------
    IfImyselfdon'tknowhowtomakeaproperman,howwillIever
    beabletocallhimtoaccountforhismistakes
    ----------------
    It'sridiculoustothrow away
    thepresentjustbecauseyou'reafraidtheremightnotbeafuture,
    ----------------
    thecohesivenatureofmatterisnoteternal
    ----------------
    godcoldlyturnedhisbackonhisownwork
    ----------------
    everythingthatonedesiredor
    fearedhasalreadybeenexperiencedwhileonewasdesiringitorfearingit
    ----------------
    themouthisanorganthat
    is allthemoretrustworthythemoresilentitis.
    ----------------
    the
    differencebetweenthewordofacraftsmanandadivinecommandmentwas
    thatthelatterhadhadtobewrittendown,withthedisastrousconsequences
    withwhichweareallfamiliar
    ----------------
    Idon'twantwhatIcan'thave,andwhatIcan'thaveIdon'twant
    ----------------
    suddenlyrealizethatwe'renotneededintheworld,alwaysassuming
    weeverwere,ofcourse,butbelievingthatwewereseemedtobeenough,
    ----------------
    life is a
    matter of carrying along all those days-before just assomeonemight carry
    stones,andwhenwecannolongercopewiththeload,theworkisdone,the
    lastdayistheonlyonethatisnotthedaybeforeanotherday,
    ----------------
    creators
    tireoftheircreationassoonasitceasestobeanovelty
    ----------------
    MayGodmakeyougood,forIhavedonewhatIcould
    ----------------
    ,Thethingsthatseemto
    beoverarealwaysthethingsthatneverreallyare,
    ----------------
    atwhatcostdoweget
    usedtothings
    ----------------”
    José Saramago, The Cave

  • #2
    José Saramago
    “heavens never were to be trusted.
    ----------------
    she were an angel of charity come down to
    earth with the mission of relieving suffering and mitigating pain until,
    eventually,another identically dressed angel had to be summoned urgently in
    order to mitigate and relieve her own pain and suffering
    ----------------
    now he is playing a very
    unfair game, in which the cards have all been dealt to one player and in
    which,if necessary,the values of the cards will vary according to the whim of
    the person holding them
    ----------------
    what about me,what about us,is it that simple for us,is
    it amatter of indifference to us
    ----------------
    Arguing with what must
    be has always been awaste of time
    ----------------
    each word filled with
    unbearable pain and sorrow
    ----------------
    Shipwrecked, they were rowing toward an island not knowing if it
    was areal island or only the ghost of an island
    ----------------
    They say
    that time heals all wounds,But we never live long enough to test that theory
    ----------------
    laying on the world the whole weight of his
    infinite weariness
    ----------------
    each word
    that we utter will take up the space of another more deserving word,not
    deserving in its ownright
    ----------------
    the only rose without
    thorns I know,is you
    ----------------
    life only gives you two days,and given the number of people who
    only get to live for a day and a half, and others even less, we can'treally
    complain.
    ----------------
    every minute that
    passed taking with it ten years of life
    ----------------
    how difficult it is to separate
    ourselves from what we have made
    ----------------
    The
    only strength you need is in your arms
    ----------------
    Because I've lived,
    ----------------
    even things that
    aren't risky ventures can end badly
    ----------------
    When you know something is going to happen,in away it's almost
    as if it had happened already
    ----------------
    even the strongest spirits have moments of
    irresistible weakness
    ----------------
    when one person loses heart,the other must have heart and courage
    enough for both
    ----------------
    If I my self don't know how to make a proper man,how willI ever
    be able to call him to account for his mistakes
    ----------------
    It's ridiculous to throw away
    the present just because you're afraid there might not be a future,
    ----------------
    the cohesive nature of matter is not eternal
    ----------------
    god coldly turned his back on his own work
    ----------------
    everything that one desired or
    feared has already been experienced while one was desiring it or fearing it
    ----------------
    the mouth is an organ that
    is all the more trustworthy the more silent it is.
    ----------------
    the
    difference between the word of a craftsman and a divine commandment was
    that the latter had had to be written down,with the disastrous consequences
    with which we are all familiar
    ----------------
    Idon't want what I can't have,and what I can't have I don't want
    ----------------
    suddenly realize that we're not needed in the world,always assuming
    we ever were,of course,but believing that we were seemed to be enough,
    ----------------
    life is a
    matter of carrying along all those days-before just as someone might carry
    stones,and when we can no longer cope with the load,the work is done,the
    last day is the only one that is not the day before another day,
    ----------------
    creators
    tire of their creation as soon as it ceases to be a novelty
    ----------------
    May God make you good,for I have done what I could
    ----------------
    ,The things that seem to
    be over are always the things that never really are,
    ----------------
    at what cost do we get
    used to things
    ----------------”
    José Saramago, The Cave

  • #3
    مريد البرغوثي
    “سنصعد هذا الجبل
    متعبين تماما
    و حولي و حولك يأسان
    يأسي و يأسك
    رعبي و رعبك
    يا صاحبي

    نحن لسنا جبانين
    أو بطلين
    ولكننا ولدان بسيطان
    مثل مكاتيب فلاحة غربوها
    بسيطان
    مثل نعاس الرعاة ومثل العطش
    بسيطان
    كالعائدين من الحقل للبيت
    كالعائدين من الويل للبيت
    نحن بسيطان
    يا ليت قصتنا مثلنا

    الطريق إلى السهل هذا الجبل
    الطريق إلى الأهل هذا الجبل
    كل ما تشتهى ، كل ما أشتهى
    يبدأ الآن أو ينتهى
    و الأمل ذروة اليأس يا صاحبى
    توجع قليلا
    توجع كثيرا
    توجع
    فإن الأمل ذاته موجع حين لا يتبق سواه
    سنصعد هذا الجبل !”
    مريد البرغوثي



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