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“It's dope to be black until it's hard to be black.”
― Angie Thomas, The Hate U Give

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

“A certain type of perfection can only be realized through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
― Anaïs Nin

“No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.”
― Haruki Murakami, After the Quake

“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”
― Saul Bellow

“It is good people who make good places.”
― Anna Sewell, Black Beauty

“..وقد أخبرني مره أن النسيان ( وليس التذكر) هو الذي يصنع المثقف والعمل الذي كان يعنيه أن المثقف الحقيقي لا يتذكر التفاصيل دون إطار ودون رؤية كلية، وأن الرؤية الكلية بالضرورة تعني استبعاد (نسيان ) بعض التفاصيل”
― عبد الوهاب المسيري, رحلتي الفكرية: في البذور والجذور والثمر

“Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?”
― Henry Ward Beecherr

“لا يجب أن تتحدث عن الحب بل عليك أن تتحدث بحب، فكل النصابين يجيدون أحاديث الهوى... ولا يجب أن تتحدث عن العدل بل يجب عليك أن تتحدث بعدل لأنه لا يجيد الحديث عن العدل مثل الظالمين.”
― إبراهيم أصلان

“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
― Anais Nin

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
― Anais Nin

“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
― Anais Nin

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

“هل تموت الفروسية بموت الفارس؟ هل تموت البطولة باستشهاد البطل ؟ وهل يختفي الصمود إن رحل بعض الصامدين؟”
― عبد الوهاب المسيري, رحلتي الفكرية: في البذور والجذور والثمر

“It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man”
― Tan Twan Eng, The Garden of Evening Mists

“Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“In dreams begins responsiblities.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore