Sara Wagdy > Sara's Quotes

“Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I’ll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I'd look up into the sky—up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“...“Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne. “You mayn’t get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them. Mrs. Lynde says, ‘Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.’ But I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed.”...”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“لا شيء أكثر عدلاً من رصيفٍ يمتدّ إلى قلبِك
و لا شي أكثر بُؤسا من خُطوة لا تقود إليك ..”
― مروة عبد الله

“There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“One love, one heart, one destiny.”
― Robert Marley

“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”
― William Shakespeare

“she was the kind of girl
who was a chaos of contradictions
from one second to the next,
for her mind was never free.”
― Nikita Gill, Your Soul is a River

“Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.”
― Nikita Gill, Your Soul is a River

“Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one's hand.”
― Ezra Pound

“When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin

“I don't think all writers are sad, she said. I think it's the other way around- all sad people write.”
― Lang Leav

“I still search for you in crowds,
in empty fields and soaring clouds.
In city lights and passing cars,
on winding roads and wishing stars.”
― Lang Leav, Lullabies

“أحْيَا كَعَبّادِ شمسٍ لا مرامَ لهُ
إلّا اتّباع شُعاعِ النُّورِ .. للأبد
يا ذلك النُّور يخبو ثُمّ يَتَّقِد
ما أنتَ ؟ ما أنا ؟ ما أبعادهُ الأبد ؟
كم سارَ قبلي إليك العارفون ..
و ما بعارفٍ أنا .. هل أصبوا لِمَا وجدوا ؟
فراشةً أتبعُ الأنوارَ .. أحترِقُ
و في رمادِ جناحي يوأدُ الألقُ
أعودُ في هيئةِ الدّودِ الوديعِ
إلى حضنِ الترابِ .. فلا فِكرٌ و لا أَرَقُ
أَعودُ للأصلِ .. للصّلصَالِ .. للماءِ
نقشٌ أنا فوقَ سطحِ الماءِ بالماءِ
تبعتُ خِضْرِي .. فَلَم يَسْطع معي صبرًا
و مَلَّ مِنّي .. مِن صمتي و إصغائي
نقشٌ أنا فوقَ سطحِ الماءِ .. يا ماءُ :
ها قَدْ جُعِلْنا .. أَحَقًّا نحنُ أحياءُ ؟!
هلَّا حَمَلْتَ لنا مِن برزخٍ نبأً
حَمَلْتَ عرشًا .. فهَلْ تُعْيِيكَ أنباءُ ؟!”
― وليد جلال, نقوش على سطح ماء

“I HIDE myself within my flower
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too—
And angels know the rest.

I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness...”
― Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

“I am just another Alice who's trying
to find her way out of her head and
into a wonderland.”
― VàZaki Nada

“أحتضن دماري لأكتب، أنا مكسورة في داخلي، اجبرني يا جبار، علمني كيف أصلي، صلاة تخصني وحدي، آتني لغتي، آتني لغتي يا رب اللغة، آتني لغتي كي ابتهل لك، لك السبحانُ والمجد، آتني لغتي جميعها، آتنيها كي أفكر، كي أكون، كي أعرفني، وكي أعرفك”
― بثينة العيسى, كبرت ونسيت أن أنسى

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion.”
― Henry David Thoreau

“في الصباح الأخضر
أردت أن أكون قلباً
قلباً
.
وفي المساءِ اليانع
أردت أن أكونَ عندليباً
عندليباً
.
( ياروح..
كوني بلونِ البرتقال
ياروح..
كوني بلونِ الحب )
.
في الصباح المفعمْ
أردت أن أكون أنا
كالقلبْ
.
وفي نهايةِ المساء
أردت أن يكون صوتي
العندليب
.
ياروح..
كوني بلون البرتقال
ياروح..
كوني بلون الحب”
― فدريكو جارسيا لوركا / Federico Garcia Lorca