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“لا تجعلي المسلمين ينفرونك من الإسلام فتطبيقهم لتعاليمه متفاوت ..لكن انظري في خلق رسول الإسلام وحده ضمن كل البشر خلقه القرآن.”
― خولة حمدي, في قلبي أنثى عبرية

“فإنني أحمل ذاكرتي على كفي.تلك اللعنة ظلت ترافقني.. لعلني لم أرزق نعمة النسيان مثل كل البشر.”
― خولة حمدي, في قلبي أنثى عبرية

“رفعت رأسها ببطء في اتجاهه، فالتقت بعينين ثاقبتين تحدقان فيها بثقة وتمعن. خفضت عينيها بسرعة وقد سرت في جسدها رجفة غريبة. قليل الأدب! تمتمت في سرها في استياء. كم هو هادئ وواثق من نفسه. وفوق هذا يتأملها بوقاحة دون أن يراعي وجود والده ووالدها معهما في الغرفة! كانت تجهل كل شيء عن الرؤية الشرعية لدى المسلمين.”
― خولة حمدي, في قلبي أنثى عبرية

“You love me. Real or not real?"
I tell him, "Real.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“You're something between a dream and a miracle.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“!لك شيء في هذا العالم.. فقم”
― غسان كنفاني

“إذا كنا مدافعين فاشلين عن القضية.. فالأجدر بنا أن نغير المدافعين..لا أن نغيرالقضية”
― غسان كنفاني

“لن تستطيعي أن تجدي الشمس في غرفة مغلقة ”
― غسان كنفاني

“There is no friend as loyal as a book.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
― Albert Einstein

“If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.”
― Mark Twain

“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.”
― Bernard M. Baruch

“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”
― William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

“إذا خسر اليهود فإنهم سيعودون إلى البلاد التي أتوا منها، أما إذا خسرنا نحن، فسنخسر كل شيء”
― إبراهيم نصرالله, زمن الخيول البيضاء

“قال المدققون: إنَّ أخوف ما يخافه المستبدون الغربيون من العلم أن يعرف الناس حقيقة أنَّ الحرية أفضل من الحياة، وأن يعرفوا النفس وعزَّها، والشّرف وعظمته، والحقوق وكيف تُحفظ، والظلم وكيف يُرفع، والإنسانية”
― Anonymous

“Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Usually I'm remarkably good natured. Try me on a day that doesn't end in y.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Clary,

Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I'm leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do.
I'm writing this watching the sun come up. You're asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see myself the way you do. But maybe I dont want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I'm perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn't stand that.
I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you.
All night I've watched you sleeping, watched the moonlight come and go, casting its shadows across your face in black and white. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I think of the life we could have had if things were different, a life where this night is not a singular event, separate from everything else that's real, but every night. But things aren't different, and I can't look at you without feeling like I've tricked you into loving me.
The truth no one is willing to say out loud is that no one has a shot against Valentine but me. I can get close to him like no one else can. I can pretend I want to join him and he'll believe me, up until that last moment where I end it all, one way or another. I have something of Sebastian's; I can track him to where my father's hiding, and that's what I'm going to do. So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this to your face, I couldn't make myself go.
I don't blame you if you hate me, I wish you would. As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.

_Jace”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“Simon looked from one of them to the other, and shook his head. “ When did you two get so buddy-buddy? Last night it was all, ‘I’m the most elite warrior!’ ‘ No, I’m the most elite warrior!’ And today you’re playing Halo and giving each other props for good ideas.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“Ah,” said a voice from the doorway, “having your annual ‘everyone thinks Will is a lunatic’ meeting, are you?
“It’s biannual,” said Jem. “And no, this is not that meeting.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Tess, Tess, Tessa.

Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it – a heart ringing – but when you touch me that is what it is like: as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.

Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton. Yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.

I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.

And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.

You are not the last dream of my soul.

You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.

With hope at least,
Will Herondale”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“Reparations,” said Jem very suddenly, setting down the pen he was holding.
Will looked at him in puzzlement. “Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine is ‘genuphobia’. It means an unreasonable fear of knees.”
“What’s the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?” inquired Jessamine.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“I read hungrily and delightedly, and have realized since that you can’t write unless you read.”
― William Trevor