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“ لا يريد الهمّ منك أكثر من أن تريدَه .. فيأتي! ”
― مصطفى صادق الرافعي, رسائل الأحزان

“الانسان يبتلى ثم يبتلى ليعرف ان كل مافيه ان هو الا وديعة الغيب فيه ,
فما شاء الله نفع وان كان سبب من الضر , وما شاء الله ضر وان لم يكن الا نفعا”
― مصطفى صادق الرافعي, رسائل الأحزان

“I am the immense shadow of my tears”
― Federico Garcia Lorca

“I know there is no straight road
No straight road in this world
Only a giant labyrinth
Of intersecting crossroads”
― Federico García Lorca

“Today in my heart
a vague trembling of stars
and all roses are
as white as my pain.”
― Federico García Lorca

“At five in the afternoon.
It was exactly five in the afternoon.
A boy brought the white sheet
at five in the afternoon.
A frail of lime ready prepared
at five in the afternoon.
The rest was death, and death alone”
― Federico García-Lorca

“Death laid its eggs in the wound
”
― Federico García-Lorca

“A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.”
― Franz Kafka

“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we're reading doesn't wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is my belief.”
― Franz Kafka

“I am a cage, in search of a bird.”
― Franz Kafka

“All language is but a poor translation.”
― Franz Kafka

“Do you hate people?”

“I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.”
― Charles Bukowski, Barfly

“The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.”
― Virginia Woolf

“Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.”
― Franz Kafka

“It would have been so pointless to kill himself that, even if he had wanted to, the pointlessness would have made him unable.”
― Franz Kafka, The Trial

“أضم فى القلب أحبائي أنا
والقلبُ أطلالُ
أخدعُنى ..
أقول: لازالوا
رجع الصدي يصفعُنى
يقول: لا ... زالوا !”
― أحمد مطر, لافتات - المجموعة الكاملة

“He broke my heart. You merely broke my life.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“You have been the last dream of my soul.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

“In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong.”
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

“We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I've often lost myself,
in order to find the burn that keeps everything awake”
― Federico García-Lorca

“We're all curious about what might hurt us.”
― Federico García Lorca

“For a while" is a phrase whose length can't be measured.At least by the person who's waiting.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“...as long as nothing happens between them, the memory is cursed with what hasn't happened.”
― Marguerite Duras, Blue Eyes, Black Hair

“For a long time, she held a special place in my heart. I kept this special place just for her, like a "Reserved" sign on a quiet corner table in a restaurant. Despite the fact that I was sure I'd never see her again.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“There's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do you?”
― charles bukowski

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”
― Albert Camus

“I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.”
― Albert Camus, The Plague

“He tried to name which of the deadly seven might apply, and when he failed he decided to append an eighth, regret.”
― Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain