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“كمقهي صغير علي شارع الغرباء
هو الحبّ... يفتح أَبوابه للجميع.
كمقهي يزيد وينقص وَفْق المناخ:
إذا هَطَلَ المطر ازداد روَّاده،
وإذا اعتدل الجوّ قَلّوا ومَلّوا...
أَنا هاهنا يا غريبة في الركن أجلس
ما لون عينيكِ؟ ما اَسمك؟ كيف
أناديك حين تمرِّين بي ، وأَنا جالس
في انتظاركِ؟
مقهي صغيرٌ هو الحبّ. أَطلب كأسيْ
نبيذ وأَشرب نخبي ونخبك. أَحمل
قبَّعتين وشمسيَّة. إنها تمطر الآن.

تمطر أكثر من أيِّ يوم، ولا تدخلينَ
أَقول لنفسي أَخيرا: لعلَّ التي كنت
أنتظر انتظَرتْني... أَو انتظرتْ رجلا
آخرَ انتظرتنا ولم تتعرف عليه/ عليَّ،
وكانت تقول: أَنا هاهنا في انتظاركَ.
ما لون عينيكَ؟ أَيَّ نبيذٍ تحبّ؟
وما اَسمكَ؟ كيف أناديكَ حين
تمرّ أَمامي
كمقهي صغير هو الحب”
― محمود درويش, روائع الأعمال الشعرية

“الذي منح “الكرز” طعمه المختلف عن بقية الفواكه..
ومنح “الأزرق” لونه الشاسع الواسع الممتد العميق لتغار منه بقية الألوان..
ومنح “النحلة” القدرة على تقديم العسل..
و“دودة القز” القدرة على صناعة الحرير:
منحك يا سيدتي الاختلاف عن بقية النساء.
كأنك... كأنك...
كأنك ماذا؟ كأنك: أنتِ!
فلا شبيه لكِ سواكِ.”
― محمد الرطيان

“ينتهي الحب عندما نبدأ بالضحك من الأشياء التي بكينا بسببها يوماً”
― أحلام مستغانمي, فوضى الحواس

“تحاشي معي الأسئلة كي لا تجبريني على الكذب .
يبدأ الكذب حقاً عندما نكون مرغمين على الجواب ما عدا هذا فكل ما سأقوله لك من تلقاء نفسي هو صادق”
― أحلام مستغانمي, فوضى الحواس

“People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.”
― Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

“Real magic can never be made by offering someone else's liver. You must tear out your own, and not expect to get it back.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

“Love is not love which alters it when alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove: O no! It is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken; it is the star to every wandering bark whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out, even to the edge of doom.”
― William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

“The first question which the priest and the Levite asked was: 'If I stop to help this man, what will happen to me?' But...the good Samaritan reversed the question: 'If I do not stop to help this man, what will happen to him?”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

“الظلم لا يبيد ..ما الحل؟
-أن تحدث ثورة على الظلم
نعم تحدث تلك الثورة ، يغضب الناس فيقودهم ثوار يعدون الناس بالعدل.ويبدأون بقطع رأس الحية،ولكن سواء كان هذا الرأس اسمه لويس السادس عشر أو فاروق الأول أو نوري السعيد، فإن جسم الحية على عكس الشائع، لايموت، يظل هناك، تحت الأرض، يتخفى، يلد عشرين رأساً بدلاً من الرأس الذي ضاع، ثم يطلع من جديد. واحد من هذه الرؤوس اسمه حماية الثورة من أعدائها، و سواء كان اسم هذا الرأس روبسيير أو بيريا فهو لايقضي، بالضبط، إلا على أصدقاء الثورة . و رأس آخر اسمه الاستقرار، و باسم الاستقرار يجب أن يعود كل شيء كما كان قبل الثورة ذاتها.تلد الحية رأساً جديداً، و سواءً كان هذا الرمز نابليون أو ستالين فهو يتوج الظلم من جديد باسم مصلحة الشعب.يصبح لذلك اسم جديد، الضرورة المرحلية ..الظلم المؤقت إلى حين تحقيق رسالة الثورة. و في هذه الظروف يصبح لطالب العدل اسم جديد يصبح يسارياً أو يمينياً أو كافراً أو عدواً للشعب بحسب الظروف”
― بهاء طاهر, قالت ضحى

“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.”
― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.”
― Virginia Woolf

“If we take care of the moments, the years will take care of themselves.”
― Maria Edgeworth

“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese

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

“Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away.”
― Philip K. Dick, I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon

“Betty died of a broken heart. Some people laugh when they hear that phrase, but that's because they don't know anything about the world. People die of broken hearts. It happens every day, and it will go on happening to the end of time.”
― Paul Auster, Man in the Dark

“When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.”
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

“All the secrets of the world are contained in books. Read at your own risk.”
― Lemony Snicket

“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“It is one of life's bitterest truths that bedtime so often arrives just when things are really getting interesting.”
― Lemony Snicket, The Grim Grotto

“A good library will never be too neat, or too dusty, because somebody will always be in it, taking books off the shelves and staying up late reading them.”
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

“The best lie is wrapped around a core of truth.”
― Michael Scott, The Magician

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“Your friend's poetry is terrible," he said.
Clary blinked, caught momentarily off guard. "What?"
"I said his poetry was terrible. It sounds like he ate a dictionary and started vomiting up words at random.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“نريد أن نذهب بعيدًا، دون أن تؤلمنا خطواتنا”
― أسما حسين

“Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me!”
― Samuel Beckett

“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
― G.K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions

“There is the great lesson of 'Beauty and the Beast,' that a thing must be loved before it is lovable.”
― G.K. Chesterton

“She didn't say it, I only thought she said it. So really it was my thought, my words, and not hers. How could I confuse "I love you" with "May I take your order?”
― Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. Specifically ages 18-81.