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“مرا دفنِ سراشیبها کنید که تنها

نمی از باران به من رسد اما

سیلابه اش از سر گذر کند

مثل عمری که داشتم”
― بیژن الهی

“این جا که همیشه می‌نشینی وچای هم می‌زنیّ وبه ابرها
نگاه می‌کنی
که دائماً بزرگ می‌شوند و کوچک و این قدر، خلاصه، دقیقه دقیقه که انگار
بازمان می‌رقصند.

گاهی اتفاق می‌افتد غروبها
چیزی انگار گُمت شده باشد، بعد می‌بینی از نبودِ نور بوده وفتی آن رفیقِ قدیمی
کلید چراغ را می‌زند...”
― بیژن الهی

“ای نور ،
ای جغرافیای سری که متلاشی می‌شود !
با تو عشق در قلب من
شعوری کروی دارد.”
― بیژن الهی

“به تصوير درختى
كه در حوض
زير يخ زندانى ست،
چه بگويم؟
من تنها سقف مطمئنم را
پنداشته بودم خورشيد است
كه چتر سرگيج هام را
– همچنان كه فرو نشستن فواره ها
از ارتفاع گيج پيشانى ام مى كاهد –
در حريق باز مى كند؛
اما بر خورشيد هم
برف نشست.
چه بگويم به آواى دور شدن كشتى ها
كه كالاشان جز آب نيست
– آبى كه مى خواست باران باشد –
و بادبانهاشان را
خداى تمام خداحافظى ها
با كبوتران از شانه ىِ خود رم داده...”
― بیژن الهی

“نه! ثمری ندارد! بوسه‌ها، احشایی خلوت را بر چهره به‌جای می‌نهند!”
― Bijan Elahi

“تجربه ی شعر هیچ شاعری، تنها تجربه ی یک تن در یک زبان و یک کشور نیست. بلکه تجربه ای است که به همه ی معرفت بشری و همه ی زبان ها و اقالیم فرهنگی تعلق دارد. انتقال این تجربه ها به هر صورت ممکن ناگذیرهمه ی فرهنگ هاست”
― محمد مختاری, زاده اضطراب جهان: ۱۵۰ شعر از ۱۲ شاعر اروپایی

“To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
― Mark Twain

“I DON'T CARE!" Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!"
"You do care," said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. "You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

“It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.”
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

“A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.”
― Oscar Wilde

“When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“It kills me sometimes, how people die.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!”
― Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

“You'll stay with me?'
Until the very end,' said James.”
― J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.”
― JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.”
― Hunter S. Thompson, The Proud Highway: Saga of a Desperate Southern Gentleman, 1955-1967

“When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak

“To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd!”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“I know, too, that death is the only god who comes when you call.”
― Roger Zelazny, Frost & Fire

“The absence of the will to live is, alas, not sufficient to make one want to die.”
― Michel Houellebecq

“Time that withers you will wither me. We will fall like ripe fruit and roll down the grass together. Dear friend, let me lie beside you watching the clouds until the earth covers us and we are gone.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

“He: What’s the matter with you?

Me: Nothing.

Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the way that they are forever surprised, "but there was nothing the matter with her.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries

“I saw the world from the stars' point of view, and it looked unbearably lonely.”
― Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants

“Before I go," he said, and paused -- "I may kiss her?"

It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and touched her face with his lips, he murmured some words. The child, who was nearest to him, told them afterwards, and told her grandchildren when she was a handsome old lady, that she heard him say, "A life you love.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

“Don't try to win over the haters; you are not a jackass whisperer.”
― Scott Stratten, UnMarketing: Stop Marketing. Start Engaging.

“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
― Maya Angelou

“با عجله خودم را از خودم محروم می‌کردم”
― Maurice Blanchot

“Logic will get you from A to Z; imagination will get you everywhere.”
― Albert Einstein

“چقدر و چند ازين پرنده ها بغلت داري بپروازان همه را من آمده ام
آماده ام
از آسمان کاغذ خالي ميبارد آغشته کردي آغشته مرا به خون خود بپروازان حالا
کاشکاش آمد کلاغ هاي جهان نيستند و آسمان ميباراند روح تو را بر روي من
چقدر و چند ببينم و هيچ گاه سير نشوم
مي آمده اي انگار با غنچه ها از گوش هايت هر چه با چشم هايم تو را بخورم سير نميشوم
بسيرانم
بگو بپرانُنُدم و دور تو چرخانُنُدم و دامن هايت را به تکان بريزانم من ـ ميوه هايم را
که پيش مرگ تو باشم که بوي گردن آهو را بپيچانم به جانم که پيشِ پيش مرگ تو باشم
ب ي شکسته با الفِ قد تو ميرقصد حالا همه کلمه آن تو ميان من بالاي ما
از شعرتمرکز نشئه ”
― رضا براهنی / Reza Baraheni