Marian > Marian's Quotes

“The playboy is not necessarily a man who has many girlfriends, or a man who has many women, or a man who has slept with many women. That is old. But there is a new breed of the playboy and he is the man who remains single in attempts to make every woman feel as if he belongs to her, he remains a virgin in order to make every woman feel like she will be the first one, and in the end he may choose a very unattractive woman to adorn his side, so that in all circumstances, he will shine as the more beautiful one. This is the new breed of playboy. And it is a very evil one.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“I am a flawed person. A brook with many stones, a clear blue sky with many blackbirds. I have many shortcomings. A rainbow that’s not long enough, a starry night with clouds. But I can only be thankful to the God who loves me just this way, and I can only be grateful to the people in my life who accept the clear blue sky with many blackbirds and who are patient with the rainbow that isn’t long enough. And because of this, I am taught love, because of this I love my God, and I love these people.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“She didn't belong anywhere and she never really belonged to anyone. And everyone else belonged somewhere and to someone. People thought she was too wonderful. But she only wanted to belong to someone. People always thought she was too wonderful to belong to them or that something too wonderful would hurt too much to lose. And that's why she liked him-- because he just thought she was crazy.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“اعتدنا أن ندور دومًا فى الحلقات المفرغة، أملًا فى أن نملأ بذلك فراغنا، فيجرّنا الفراغ إلى المزيد من الفراغ.”
― يوسف زيدان, كلمات: التقاط الألماس من كلام الناس

“وأنت يا ابنتي معذورة في حيرتك، وفي التردد في طرح السؤال... فقد نشأت في بلاد الإجابات، الإجابات المعلبة التي اختزنت منذ مئات السنين، الإجابات الجاهزة لكل شيء، وعن كل شيء، فلا يبقى للناس إلا الإيمان بالإجابة، والكفر بالسؤال. الإجابة عندهم إيمان، والسؤال من عمل الشيطان! ثم تسود من بعد ذلك الأوهام، وتسود الأيام، وتتبدد الجرأة اللازمة والملازمة لروح السؤال.”
― يوسف زيدان, ظل الأفعى

“The mind commands the body and is instantly obeyed. The mind commands itself and meets resistance.”
― St. Augustine of Hippo, Confessions

“The punishment of every disordered mind is its own disorder.”
― St. Augustine of Hippo, Confessions

“You feel good, you feel bad, and these feelings are bubbling from your own unconsciousness, from your own past. Nobody is responsible except you. Nobody can make you angry, and nobody can make you happy.”
― Osho

“If you are a parent, open doors to unknown directions to the child so he can explore. Don't make him afraid of the unknown,give him support. ”
― Osho

“أخفيتُ حبَّكمُ فأخفاني أسى ً حتى ، لعَمري، كِدتُ عني أختَفي”
― ابن الفارض

“نـصحْتُك عِـلماً بالهَوَى والذي أرى
مـخالَفَتي فـاختر لـنفسكَ مـا يحلو

فـإن شـئتَ أن تحيا سعيداً فمُتْ بِهِ
شـهـيداً وإلاّ فـالغرامُ لـهُ أهْـل

فـمن لـم يـمُتْ فـي حُبّه لم يَعِشْ به
ودون اجـتناءِ النّحل ما جنتِ النّحل”
― ابن الفارض

“ما بالُ وقاري فيكِ قدْ أصبحَ طيشْ..
واللّهِ لقد هَزمْتِ مِنْ صَبْرِيَ جَيشْ

باللّهِ، متى يكونُ ذا الوَصْلُ متى..
يا عَيشَ مُحبٍّ تَصِليهِ، يا عَيْشْ!”
― ابن الفارض

“إن الصمت هو صراخ من النوع نفسه. أكثر عمقاً، وأكثر لياقةً بكرامة الإنسان”
― غسان كنفاني

“ليــس المهـم أن يمـوت الإنســان، قبــل أن يحقــق فكــرته النبيلــة... بــل المهــم أن يجــد لنفســه فكـــرة نبيلــة قبــل أن يمــوت”
― غسان كنفاني

“ولكن قولي لي : ماذا يستحق أن نخسره في هذه الحياة العابرة؟ تدركين ما أعني... إننا في نهاية المطاف سنموت”
― غسان كنفاني, رسائل غسان كنفاني إلى غادة السمان

“كان رجلا قادرا على الفهم من فرط ما شاهد الناس يموتون ببساطة ، ويتركون العالم بملاجئ أقل”
― غسان كنفاني, رسائل غسان كنفاني إلى غادة السمان

“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you've felt that way.”
― Charles Bukowski

“You knew me. You knew that person, but you don't know the person I'm trying to become... You are not your past!”
― Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith: a True Story

“The story of my recent life.' I like that phrase. It makes more sense than 'the story of my life', because we get so many lives between birth and death. A life to be a child. A life to come of age. A life to wander, to settle, to fall in love, to parent, to test our promise, to realize our mortality- and in some lucky cases, to do something after that realization.”
― Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith: a True Story

“الحب هو من بين أكثر الأمراض قتلاً ونشراً للعدوى. نحن، المصابين به، يمكن أن يتحقق منا أي شخص. الدوائر الداكنة تحت أعيننا تظهر أننا لا ننام مطلقاً، نبقى مستيقظين ليلة بعد أخرى بسبب المعانقات أوغيابها. نعاني من حمّى مهلكة ويعترينا إلحاح لا يقاوم للتفوه بكلمات غبية.”
― إدواردو غاليانو, The Book of Embraces

“مؤسف انني لم اعرف كيف اجعل نفسي مفهوماً”
― إدواردو غاليانو, The Book of Embraces

“متى ستعرف كم أهواك يا رجلا أبيع من أجله الدنيـــا وما فيها
يا من تحديت في حبي له مدنـا بحالهــا وسأمضي في تحديهـا
لو تطلب البحر في عينيك أسكبه أو تطلب الشمس في كفيك أرميها
أنـا أحبك فوق الغيم أكتبهــا وللعصافيـر والأشجـار أحكيهـا
أنـا أحبك فوق الماء أنقشهــا وللعناقيـد والأقـداح أسقيهـــا
أنـا أحبك يـا سيفـا أسال دمي يـا قصة لست أدري مـا أسميها
أنـا أحبك حاول أن تسـاعدني فإن من بـدأ المأساة ينهيهـــا
وإن من فتح الأبواب يغلقهــا وإن من أشعل النيـران يطفيهــا
يا من يدخن في صمت ويتركني في البحر أرفع مرسـاتي وألقيهـا
ألا تراني ببحر الحب غارقـة والموج يمضغ آمـالي ويرميهــا
إنزل قليلا عن الأهداب يا رجلا مــا زال يقتل أحلامي ويحييهـا
كفاك تلعب دور العاشقين معي وتنتقي كلمــات لست تعنيهــا
كم اخترعت مكاتيبـا سترسلها وأسعدتني ورودا سوف تهديهــا
وكم ذهبت لوعد لا وجود لـه وكم حلمت بأثـواب سأشريهــا
وكم تمنيت لو للرقص تطلبني وحيـرتني ذراعي أين ألقيهـــا
ارجع إلي فإن الأرض واقفـة كأنمــا فرت من ثوانيهــــا
إرجـع فبعدك لا عقد أعلقــه ولا لمست عطوري في أوانيهــا
لمن جمالي لمن شال الحرير لمن ضفـائري منذ أعـوام أربيهــا
إرجع كما أنت صحوا كنت أم مطرا فمــا حياتي أنا إن لم تكن فيهـا”
― نزار قباني

“Roses are picked every day, they are told that they will be better off sold in the flower shoppe. And so they go from the hands of the picker; to the hands of the delivery man; to the hands of the florist; to the hands of the customer; and then often to the hands of the final recipient of the rose. From field, cut by scissors and passed from hand to hand. The world has forgotten that it is okay for roses to be in fields, the world has forgotten the beauty of the rose uncut. The bouquet is praised and given away but the wild roses are forgotten. People have forgotten what “wild” means; they think it means something entirely different. The wild rose remains untouched, with roots and swayed by the meadow winds. And that is wild. I am wild for having roots and for being untouched and for seeing things that people have forgotten. And I will always remember— that it is okay to be uncut, that it is okay to be untouched by darkness, it is okay to be wild.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“If you want to forget something or someone, never hate it, or never hate him/her. Everything and everyone that you hate is engraved upon your heart; if you want to let go of something, if you want to forget, you cannot hate.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that's beautiful.”
― Milan Kundera

“You can't measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.”
― Milan Kundera

“Love is by definition an unmerited gift; being loved without meriting it is the very proof of real love. If a woman tells me: I love you because you're intelligent, because you're decent, because you buy me gifts, because you don't chase women, because you do the dishes, then I'm disappointed; such love seems a rather self-interested business. How much finer it is to hear: I'm crazy about you even though you're neither intelligent nor decent, even though you're a liar, an egotist, a bastard.”
― Milan Kundera, Slowness

“Does he love me? Does he love anyone more than me? Does he love me more than I love him? Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Sometimes the one who is running from the Life/Death/Life nature insists on thinking of love as a boon only. Yet love in its fullest form is a series of deaths and rebirths. We let go of one phase, one aspect of love, and enter another. Passion dies and is brought back. Pain is chased away and surfaces another time. To love means to embrace and at the same time to withstand many endings, and many many beginnings- all in the same relationship.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves

“The psyches and souls of women also have their own cycles and seasons of doing and solitude, running and staying, being involved and being removed, questing and resting, creating and incubating, being of the world and returning to the soul-place.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves