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“The mind once enlightened cannot again become dark.”
― Thomas Paine, A Letter Addressed to the Abbe Raynal on the Affairs of North America

“Faith is taking the first step even when you can't see the whole staircase.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

“Once, I saw a bee drown in honey, and I understood.”
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Report to Greco

“لا أريدُ استنساخكِ فمعجزة واحدة تكفي”
― ياسر حارب, على لسان الطائر الأزرق

“معكَ أدركتُ بأني لم أُولدُ قبلك”
― ياسر حارب, على لسان الطائر الأزرق

“حنانُ عينك يُشعرني بأنها قلبك”
― ياسر حارب, على لسان الطائر الأزرق

“صدري وطنٌ حبكِ عاصمته”
― ياسر حارب, على لسان الطائر الأزرق

“لا أشعر برغبة في الأشياء إلا معك لأنك تَمنحُ الأشياء معانيها .. أو رُبما لأنك تَمنَحُني الأشياء كلها”
― ياسر حارب, على لسان الطائر الأزرق

“اليأس هو آخر محاولة قبل النجاح”
― ياسر حارب, على لسان الطائر الأزرق

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

“I can’t write without a reader. It’s precisely like a kiss—you can’t do it alone.”
― John Cheever

“Happiness is a risk. If you’re not a little scared, then you’re not doing it right.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, The Peach Keeper

“I, myself, am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”
― Augusten Burroughs

“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”
― Anaïs Nin

“إِذا المَرءُ لا يَرعاكَ إِلّا تَكَلُّفاً فَدَعهُ وَلا تُكثِر عَلَيهِ التَأَسُّفا
فَفِي النَّاسِ أبْدَالٌ وَفي التَّرْكِ رَاحة ٌ وفي القلبِ صبرٌ للحبيب ولو جفا
فَمَا كُلُّ مَنْ تَهْوَاهُ يَهْوَاكَ قلبهُ وَلا كلُّ مَنْ صَافَيْتَه لَكَ قَدْ صَفَا
إذا لم يكن صفو الوداد طبيعة ً فلا خيرَ في ودٍ يجيءُ تكلُّفا
ولا خيرَ في خلٍّ يخونُ خليلهُ ويلقاهُ من بعدِ المودَّة ِ بالجفا
وَيُنْكِرُ عَيْشاً قَدْ تَقَادَمَ عَهْدُهُ وَيُظْهِرُ سِرًّا كان بِالأَمْسِ قَدْ خَفَا
سَلامٌ عَلَى الدُّنْيَا إذا لَمْ يَكُنْ بِهَا صديق صدوق صادق الوعد منصفا”
― الشافعي

“Act only according to that maxim whereby you can at the same time will that it should become a universal law.”
― Immanuel Kant

“Write the book you want to read, the one you cannot find.”
― Carol Shields

“ولا حزن يدوم ولا سرور ..... ولا بؤس عليك ولا رخاء
إذا ما كنت ذا قلب قنوع ..... فأنت ومالك الدنيا سواء
ومن نزلت بساحته المنايا ..... فلا أرض تقيه ولا سماء
وأرض الله واسعة ولكن ..... إذا نزل القضا ضاق الفضاء
دع الأيام تغدر كل حين ..... فما يغني عن الموت الدواء”
― الإمام الشافعي

“أنا شخصيا لا أصف من تختلف آراؤه مع تقدم الأيام "بالمتناقض" .. بل إني أعلم جيدا بأنه بحث وتأمل أكثر فوجد أن ما يلبي احتياج عقله في الفهم أمر مغاير لما كان يعتقده في الماضي”
― سلطان موسى الموسى, أقوم قيلا

“The one who wants to wear the crown, must bear its weight”
― Kim Tan The Heirs

“Oftentimes we call Life bitter names, but only when we ourselves are bitter and dark. And we deem her empty and unprofitable, but only when the soul goes wandering in desolate places, and the heart is drunken with overmindfulness of self.

Life is deep and high and distant; and though only your vast vision can reach even her feet, yet she is near; and though only the breath of your breath reaches her heart, the shadow of your shadow crosses her face, and the echo of your faintest cry becomes a spring and an autumn in her breast.

And life is veiled and hidden, even as your greater self is hidden and veiled. Yet when Life speaks, all the winds become words; and when she speaks again, the smiles upon your lips and the tears in your eyes turn also into words. When she sings, the deaf hear and are held; and when she comes walking, the sightless behold her and are amazed and follow her in wonder and astonishment.”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Garden of The Prophet

“اكرهني..احتقرني..اقتلني، ولكن لا تعطف عليّ!”
― أنيس منصور, مذكرات شابة غاضبة

“In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity”
― Sun-Tzu, A Arte da Guerra

“There’s nothing quite as frightening as someone who knows they are right.”
― Michael Faraday

“I breathed the book before I saw it; tasted the book before I read it.”
― Paul Harding, Tinkers

“And as the ax bites into the wood, be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion in your soul means that you are still alive, still human, and still open to the beauty of the world, even though you have done nothing to deserve it.”
― Paul Harding, Tinkers

“إن قدر الإنسان ألا يكون مرتاحاً فى عالمه.”
― Paul Harding, Tinkers

“One of the greatest tragedies in life is to lose your own sense of self and accept the version of you that is expected by everyone else.”
― K.L. Toth

“Today, suddenly, I reached an absurd but unerring conclusion. In a moment of enlightenment, I realized that I'm nobody, absolutely nobody. When the lightning flashed, I saw that what I had thought to be a city was in fact a deserted plain and, in the same sinister light that revealed me to myself, there seemed to be no sky above it. I was robbed of any possibility of having existed before the world. If I was ever reincarnated, I must have done so without myself, without a self to reincarnate.
I am the outskirts of some non-existent town, the long-winded prologue to an unwritten book. I'm nobody, nobody. I don't know how to feel or think or love. I'm a character in a novel as yet unwritten, hovering in the air and undone before I've even existed, amongst the dreams of someone who never quite managed to breathe life into me.
I'm always thinking, always feeling, but my thoughts lack all reason, my emotions all feeling. I'm falling through a trapdoor, through infinite, infinitous space, in a directionless, empty fall. My soul is a black maelstrom, a great madness spinning about a vacuum, the swirling of a vast ocean around a hole in the void, and in the waters, more like whirlwinds than waters, float images of all I ever saw or heard in the world: houses, faces, books, boxes, snatches of music and fragments of voices, all caught up in a sinister, bottomless whirlpool.
And I, I myself, am the centre that exists only because the geometry of the abyss demands it; I am the nothing around which all this spins, I exist so that it can spin, I am a centre that exists only because every circle has one. I, I myself, am the well in which the walls have fallen away to leave only viscous slime. I am the centre of everything surrounded by the great nothing.
And it is as if hell itself were laughing within me but, instead of the human touch of diabolical laughter, there's the mad croak of the dead universe, the circling cadaver of physical space, the end of all worlds drifting blackly in the wind, misshapen, anachronistic, without the God who created it, without God himself who spins in the dark of darks, impossible, unique, everything.
If only I could think! If only I could feel!”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“Freedom is the possibility of isolation. You are free if you can withdraw from people, not having to seek them out for the sake of money, company, love, glory or curiosity, none of which can thrive in silence and solitude. If you can't live alone, you were born a slave. You may have all the splendours of the mind and the soul, in which case you're a noble slave, or an intelligent servant, but you're not free. And you can't hold this up as your own tragedy, for your birth is a tragedy of Fate alone. Hapless you are, however, if life itself so oppresses you that you're forced to become a slave. Hapless you are if, having been born free, with the capacity to be isolated and self-sufficient, poverty should force you to live with others.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet