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    Diana, Princess of Wales
    “I went to the school and put it to William, particularly, that if you find someone you love in life, you must hang onto it, and look after it, and if you were lucky enough to find someone who loved you, then you must protect it.”
    Diana, Princess of Wales

  • #2
    Oscar Wilde
    “Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
    Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

  • #3
    Michael Ondaatje
    “We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.

    I wish for all this to be marked on by body when I am dead. I believe in such cartography - to be marked by nature, not just to label ourselves on a map like the names of rich men and women on buildings. We are communal histories, communal books. We are not owned or monogamous in our taste or experience.”
    Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “There is no sin except stupidity.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Critic As Artist: With Some Remarks on the Importance of Doing Nothing and Discussing Everything

  • #5
    William Shakespeare
    “God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.”
    Shakespeare, Hamlet

  • #6
    Kurt Cobain
    “I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.”
    Kurt Cobain

  • #7
    Kurt Cobain
    “Nobody dies a virgin... Life fucks us all.”
    Kurt Cobain

  • #8
    Jim Morrison
    “People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend”
    Jim Morrison

  • #9
    Morrissey
    “Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.
    No hope, no harm; just another false alarm”
    Morrissey

  • #10
    Morrissey
    “You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why....this is why I like you.”
    Morrissey

  • #11
    Morrissey
    “How can anybody say they know how I feel? The only one around here who is me, is ME.”
    Morrissey

  • #12
    Morrissey
    “Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm OK by myself;
    and I don't need you or your benevolence to make sense.”
    Morrissey

  • #13
    Morrissey
    “I called to wish you an unhappy birthday because you're evil and you lie and if you should die I may feel slightly sad, but I won't cry.”
    Morrissey

  • #14
    Morrissey
    “When you sleep
    I will creep
    Into your thoughts
    Like a bad debt
    That you can't pay
    Take the easy way
    and give in!”
    Morrissey

  • #15
    Kurt Cobain
    “They laugh at me because I'm different; I laugh at them because they're all the same.”
    Kurt Cobain

  • #16
    Oscar Wilde
    “Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #17
    Tupac Shakur
    “A coward dies a thousand times, a soldier dies but once.”
    Tupac Shakur

  • #18
    Lang Leav
    “Her heart is played like well worn strings
    In her eyes the sadness sings
    Of one who was destined of better things”
    Lang Leav

  • #19
    Nikki Rowe
    “Understand me deeply,
    be intimate in ways that don't involve touch.”
    Nikki rowe

  • #20
    Nikki Rowe
    “I've never been a woman who will settle to fit in, i'd always have rathered find a little world all on my own. If people come they come and if they go they go, but for me staying authentic to my souls purpose is all i'll ever know.”
    Nikki Rowe

  • #21
    Nikki Rowe
    “We have tried to run from our love, but our souls crave this magic.”
    Nikki Rowe

  • #22
    Nikki Rowe
    “I am full of madness, i can't hide my fire
    I burn for the things i love, my soul will never retire.”
    Nikki Rowe

  • #23
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad. The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise; like diseases that are treated superficially and foolishly, they just withdraw and after a short interval break out again all the more terribly; and gather inside us and are life, are life that is unlived, rejected, lost, life that we can die of.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

  • #24
    Andrew  Davidson
    “If you listen to the wind very carefully, you'll be able to hear me whisper my love for you.”
    Andrew Davidson, The Gargoyle

  • #25
    L.M. Montgomery
    “After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”
    L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

  • #26
    Kamand Kojouri
    “One sip of this wine
    and you will go mad with drunkenness.
    You will drop your masks
    and tear your clothes — destroying
    everything that separates you from the Lover.
    Once you taste the fruit of this vine,
    you will be kicked out of the city of yourself.
    You will forget the world. You will forget yourself.
    I tell you:
    you will become a madman
    who wanders the streets looking for the Lover
    once you drink this Wine of Love.”
    Kamand Kojouri

  • #27
    Michael Ondaatje
    “The desert could not be claimed or owned–it was a piece of cloth carried by winds, never held down by stones, and given a hundred shifting names... Its caravans, those strange rambling feasts and cultures, left nothing behind, not an ember. All of us, even those with European homes and children in the distance, wished to remove the clothing of our countries. It was a place of faith. We disappeared into landscape.”
    Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

  • #28
    Simone de Beauvoir
    “When she does not find love, she may find poetry. Because she does not act, she observes, she feels, she records; a color, a smile awakens profound echoes within her; her destiny is outside her, scattered in cities already built, on the faces of men already marked by life, she makes contact, she relishes with passion and yet in a manner more detached, more free, than that of a young man. Being poorly integrated in the universe of humanity and hardly able to adapt herself therein, she, like the child, is able to see it objectively; instead of being interested solely in her grasp on things, she looks for their significance; she catches their special outlines, their unexpected metamorphoses. She rarely feels a bold creativeness, and usually she lacks the technique of self-expression; but in her conversation, her letters, her literary essays, her sketches, she manifests an original sensitivity. The young girl throws herself into things with ardor, because she is not yet deprived of her transcendence; and the fact that she accomplishes nothing, that she is nothing, will make her impulses only the more passionate. Empty and unlimited, she seeks from within her nothingness to attain All.”
    Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex

  • #29
    Mahmoud Darwish
    “أتمنى لكِ اليأس يا حبيبتي؛ لكي تصيرين مبدعة. اليائسون هم المبدعون، لا تنتظريني ولا تنتظري أحدًا. انتظري الفكرة، لا تنتظري المفكّر. انتظري القصيدة، ولا تنتظري الشاعر. انتظري الثورة، ولا تنتظري الثائر. المفكّر يخطئ، والشاعر يكذب، والثائر يتعب.”
    محمود درويش, يوميات الحزن العادي

  • #30
    Mahmoud Darwish
    “في العزلة كفاءةُ المُؤْتَمَن على نفسه –
    يكتب العبارة , وينظر إلى السقف. ثم
    يضيف : أن تكون وحيداً.... أن تكون قادراً
    على أن تكون وحيداً هو تربية ذاتيَّة .
    ألعزلة هي انتقاء نوع الأَلم , والتدرّب
    على تصريف أفعال القلب بحريّة العصاميّ ... أَو
    ما يشبه خلوَّك من خارجك وهبوطك الاضطراري
    في نفسك بلا مظلَّة نجاة . تجلس ,
    وحدك ة كفكرة خالية من حجة البرهان ,
    دون أن تحدس بما يدور من حوار بينا
    الظاهر والباطن . العزلة مصفاة لا مرآة
    ترمي ما في يدك اليسرى إلى يدك اليمنى ,
    ولا يتغيَّر شيء في حركة الانتقال من
    اللا فكرة إلى اللا معنى . لكن هذا العَبَثَ
    البريء لا يؤذي ولا يجدي : وماذا
    لو كنتُ وحدي ؟ العزلة هي اختيار
    المُتْرَف بالممكنات ... هي اختيار الحرّ .
    فحين تجفّ , بك نفسُك , تقول :
    لو كنتُ غيري لانصرفتُ عن الورقة البيضاء إلى
    محاكاة رواية يابانية ,
    يصعد كاتبها إلى قمة الجبل ليرى ما
    فعلت الكواسر والجوارح بأجداده الموتى .
    لعلِّه ما زال يكتب , وما زال موتاه يموتون
    لكن تنقصني الخبرة . والقسوة الميتافيزيقية
    تنقصني . وتقول : لو كنتُ غيري”
    محمود درويش, أثر الفراشة



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