Omar Assem > Omar's Quotes

“هو يعرف انها تتظاهر باللامبالاة بينما هى تحترق، كل الفتيات يعرفن كيف يشعرنك انك سمج لزج ممل، بينما هن يحلمن بك طول الوقت”
― احمد خالد توفيق

“اتركو لي ما تبقى مني”
― احمد خالد توفيق

“Google' is not a synonym for 'research'.”
― Dan Brown, The Lost Symbol

“..الطبقة الوسطى التي تلعب في أي مجتمع دور قضبان الجرافيت في المفاعلات الذرية .. انها تبطئ التفاعل و لولاها لانفجر المفاعل .. مجتمع بلا طبقة وسطى هو مجتمع قابل للانفجار ..”
― أحمد خالد توفيق, يوتوبيا

“أحيانًا يساعدنا الآخرون بأن يكونوا فى حياتنا فحسب”
― أحمد خالد توفيق

“ليتنا أنا وأنت جئنا العالم قبل اختراع التلفزيون والسينما لنعرف هل هذا حب حقًا أم أننا نتقمص ما نراه ؟”
― أحمد خالد توفيق, قصاصات قابلة للحرق

“مصر غارقة في دوامة: كيف أعمل وأنت لا تعطيني مالاً ؟.. كيف أعطيك مالاً وأنت لا تعمل ؟
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― أحمد خالد توفيق, قصاصات قابلة للحرق

“But afterwards there occurred violent earthquakes and floods; and in a single day and night of misfortune all your warlike men in a body sank into the earth, and the island of Atlantis in like manner disappeared in the depths of the sea.”
― Plato, Timaeus and Critias

“[Dialogue between Solon and an Egyptian Priest]
In the Egyptian Delta, at the head of which the river Nile divides, there is a certain district which is called the district of Sais [...] To this city came Solon, and was received there with great honour; he asked the priests who were most skilful in such matters, about antiquity, and made the discovery that neither he nor any other Hellene knew anything worth mentioning about the times of old. On one occasion, wishing to draw them on to speak of antiquity, he began to tell about the most ancient things in our part of the world-about Phoroneus, who is called "the first man," and about Niobe; and after the Deluge, of the survival of Deucalion and Pyrrha; and he traced the genealogy of their descendants, and reckoning up the dates, tried to compute how many years ago the events of which he was speaking happened. Thereupon one of the priests, who was of a very great age, said: O Solon, Solon, you Hellenes are never anything but children, and there is not an old man among you. Solon in return asked him what he meant. I mean to say, he replied, that in mind you are all young; there is no old opinion handed down among you by ancient tradition, nor any science which is hoary with age.”
― Plato, Timaeus and Critias

“وربما أوجب استقصاؤنا النظر عدولاً عن المشهور والمتعارف ، فمن قرع سمعه خلاف ما عهده ، فلا يبادرنا بالإنكار ، فذلك طيش ، فرُبَّ شنعٌ حق ومألوفٌ محمودٌ كاذب ، والحق حقٌ في نفسه ، لا لقول الناس له ، ولنذكر دومًا قولهم: إذا تساوت الأذهان والهمم ، فمتأخرُ كل صنعةٍ خيرٌ من متقدمها”
― ابن النفيس, مخطوطة شرح معاني القانون

“There will come a time when you believe everything is finished; that will be the beginning. ”
― Louis L'Amour

“Few of us ever live in the present. We are forever anticipating what is to come or remembering what has gone.”
― Louis L'Amour

“When a man is one of a kind, he will be lonely wherever he is.”
― Louis L'Amour, The Lonesome Gods

“َو أَمَّا الأَخبارُ التى بأيدينا الآن، فإنما نتَّبعُ فيها غالبَ الظنَّ، لا العِلْم المحقَّق”
― ابن النفيس, المختصر في علم أصول الحديث

“يتهرب الرجل من مأزقه بصبه على المرأة من خلال تحميلها كل مظاهر النقص والمهانة التي يشكو منها في علاقته مع المتسلط وقهره والطبيعة واعتباطها . ولذلك يفرض على المرأة أكثر الوضعيات غبنًا في المجتمع المتخلف ، انها محط كل إسقاطات الرجل السلبية والإيجابية على حد سواء . وهي تُدفع نتيجة لذلك الى اقصى حالات التخلف . ولكنها من هوة تخلفها وقهرها ترسّخ تخلف البنية الاجتماعية من خلال ما تغرسه في نفوس أطفالها من خرافة وانفعالية ورضوخ .”
― مصطفى حجازي, التخلف الاجتماعي: مدخل إلى سيكولوجية الإنسان المقهور

“I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something.”
― Richard P. Feynman

“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.”
― Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

“It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts.”
― Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes