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“قالت لي إيرينا: "محمد .. قل شيئاً".

قلت: " ليس لديَّ ما أقوله".

قالت: "لا أريد كلاماً .. أريد صوتك".

فسحبت من الرف القريب مختارات من شعر بلوك وأيسينين وبوشكين، بلغتها ولغتهم، ورحت أقرأ. لكنها سحبت من يدي الكتاب سريعاً، ونحَّته وهي تقول: " اللكنة تفسد الشعر".

وعادت تقول: "أريد صوتك".

فأغمضت عيني ورحت أقرأ ما يطيب لي قراءته عندما أكون وحيداً .. شيئاً من سورة الرحمن، وقصيدة للسياب، وأخرى لدرويش، ومقتطفات من الطيب صالح، والنفري.

وعندما فتحت عيني وجدتها تغفو على صدري كطفل آمن، فسألتها في خفوت: " نمتٍ؟".

فتحت عينيها الطازجتين مندهشة وهي تقول: "لا لا. أبداً .. لما توقفت؟".

ولم أكن أحب أن أتوقف، ليس لأجلها فقط، ولكن بالأكثر .. لأجل روحي.”
― محمد المخزنجي, سفر

“بدأت أنتبه لما يحيط بي في اللحظة التي شعرت فيها بالدفء بعد الصقيع”
― محمد المخزنجي, سفر

“لا تعد فحبي ليس مقعدً في حديقة عامة !تمضي عنه متى شئت .. وترجع إليه في أي وقت

لا تعتذر

فالرصاصة التي تطلق لا تسترد .. !!”
― غادة السمان

“لأننا نتقن الصمت، حمّلونا وزر النوايا!”
― غادة السمان

“المرأة توجد مرة واحدة في عمر الرجل، وكذلك الرجل في عمر المرأة، وعدا ذلك ليس إلا محاولات التعويض.”
― غسان كنفاني , رسائل غسان كنفاني إلى غادة السمان

“في المسافة بين غيابك وحضورك انكسر شيء ما،
لن يعود كما كان أبدً”
― غادة السمان

“عمر الكبرياء عندي
اطول من عمر الحب
ودوما كبريائي
يشيع حبي الى قبره”
― غادة السمان

“You can't force love, I realized. It's there or it isn't. If it's not there, you've got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you've got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.”
― Richelle Mead, Frostbite

“I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry.”
― Jack Kerouac

“The only truth is music.”
― Jack Kerouac

“A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream”
― Jack Kerouac

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
― Sylvia Plath

“When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photographer said.
"She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.”
― Sylvia Plath

“Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I have a call.”
― Sylvia Plath, Ariel

“I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“What did my fingers do before they held him?”
― Sylvia Plath

“Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time...”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.”
― Sylvia Plath

“I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar