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“...این است که آدمیزاد _دست کم _ دو گونه زندگانی می کند؛ یکی آنکه هست و دیگری آنکه می خواهد.”
― محمود دولت‌آبادی, کلیدر: دوره ۱۰ جلدی

“شیرینی زندگانی بیش از یک بار به کام آدم نمی نشیند; اما تلخی هایش هر بار تازه اند، هر بار تازه تر.”
― محمود دولت‌آبادی, کلیدر: دوره ۱۰ جلدی

“درد اینجاست که درد را نمی شود به هیچکس حالی کرد!”
― محمود دولت‌آبادی, کلیدر: دوره ۱۰ جلدی

“غریب است.آدم غریب هم هر روز یک بار ، و هر سال یک بار ، دلش می گیرد.آخرِ هر روز و آخرِ هر سال.غروب و عید.”
― محمود دولت‌آبادی, کلیدر: دوره ۱۰ جلدی

“برخی چنین اند که بلندی خود را در پستی دیگری، دیگران می جویند. به هزار زبان فریاد می زنند که تو نرو تا ایستاده من بر تو پیشی داشته باشد! اینگونه آدمها از آن رو که در نقطه ای جامد شده و مانده اند، چشم دیدن هیچ رونده و هیچ راهی را ندارند. کینه توز، کینه توز، مار سر راه! ای بسا که راه همان فرجامی را بیابد که ایشان پیشگویی کرده اند، اما نمی توان به گفت و نگاه ایشان خوش بین بود. گفتشان از بخلشان برمی خیزد، گرچه برخوردار از پاره ای حقایق هم باشد. پس در همه حال کینه است که در دل هاشان سر می جنباند. هراس از دست دادن جای خود.”
― محمود دولت‌آبادی, جای خالی سلوچ

“هر کس روزنه ای است به سوی خداوند، اگر اندوهناک شود. اگر به شدت اندوهناک شود.”
― مصطفی مستور, روی ماه خداوند را ببوس

“إني اتكلم عن نهاية الليل
عن نهاية العتمة
عننهاية هذا الليل
ان جئت الى بيتي ، اجلب لي ايها الحنون سراجا
و نافذة صغيرة
لانظر منها
الى زحام الزقاق السعيد”
― مصطفی مستور, روی ماه خداوند را ببوس

“به روزهای اندوه‌باری بیندیش که تسلیم‌شدگی را نفرین خواهی کرد، به روزهای ملال، و به روزهایی که هزار نفرین حتی لحظه‌ای را برنمی‌گرداند.”
― عباس معروفی, سمفونی مردگان

“I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

“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, 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

“Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.”
― 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

“Listen up - there's no war that will end all wars.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“Taking crazy things seriously is a serious waste of time.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

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