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“Just because a love ends doesn't mean it wasn't real.”
― Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts

“The best thing the universe ever gave us is that we'll all be forgotten”
― Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts

“The things you own end up owning you”
― Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts

“Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.”
― Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts

“Because I never realized that you could fall in love with humans the same way you fall in love with songs. How the tune of them could mean nothing to you at first, an unfamiliar melody, but quickly turn into a symphony carved across your skin; a hymn in the web of your veins; a harmony stitched into the lining of your soul.”
― Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts

“some things are more beautiful when they've been broken.”
― Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

“Dexter, I love you so much. So, so much, and I probably always will.' Her lips touched his cheek. 'I just don't like you anymore. I'm sorry.”
― David Nicholls, One Day

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father's house this evening or never.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“أيقظ شعورك بالمحبة إن غفا...لولا الشعور الناس كانوا كالدمى ”
― إيليا أبو ماضي, الأعمال الشعرية الكاملة

“إنّني أشهد في نفسي صراعا وعراكا
وأرى ذاتي شيطانا وأحيانا ملاكا
هل أنا شخصان يأبى هذا مع ذاك اشتراكا
أم تراني واهما فيما أراه؟

لست أدري!

بينما قلبي يحكي في الضّحى إحدى الخمائل
فيه أزهار وأطيار تغني وجداول
أقبل العصر فأسى موحشا كالقفر قاحل
كيف صار القلب روضا ثمّ قفرا؟

لست أدري!

أين ضحكي وبكائي وأنا طفل صغير
أين جهلي ومراحي وأنا غضّ غرير
أين أحلامي وكانت كيفما سرت تسير
كلّها ضاعت ولكن كيف ضاعت؟

لست أدري!”
― إيليا أبو ماضي, ديوان إيليا أبو ماضي

“لا تطلبنّ محبةً من جاهلٍ
المرءُ ليس يُحَبُّ حتى يُفهما
وارفقْ بأبناء الغباء كأنهم
مرضى، فإنّ الجهل شيءٌ كالعمى”
― إيليا أبو ماضي, ديوان إيليا أبو ماضي

“نسي الطين ساعة أنه طين
حقير فصال تيها و عربد
و كسى الخزّ جسمه فتباهى
و حوى المال كيسه فتمرّد
يا أخي لا تمل بوجهك عنّي
ما أنا فحمة و لا أنت فرقد”
― إيليا أبو ماضي, ديوان إيليا أبو ماضي

“كن بلسما إن صار دهرك أرقما
وحلاوة أن صار غيرك علقما”
― إيليا أبو ماضي

“وطريقي ما طريقي؟ أطويلٌ أم قصير؟
هل أنا أصعد أم أهبط فيه وأغور؟
أأنا السائر في الدرب؟ أم الدرب يسير؟
أم كلانا واقف والدهر يجري؟
لست أدري؟”
― إيليا أبو ماضي

“بالذكر يحيا المرء بعد مماته*** فانهض الى الذكر الجميل وخلد
فلئن ولدت ومت غير مخلد *** اثراًفانت كأنما لم تولد”
― ايليا ابو ماضي

“ما زلت أؤمن
أن الانسان لا يموت دفعة واحدة
وإنما يموت بطريقة الأجزاء
كلما رحل صديق مات جزء
وكلما غادرنا حبيب مات جزء
وكلما قُتل حلم من أحلامنا مات جزء
فيأتي الموت الأكبر ليجد كل الأجزاء ميتة
فيحملها ويرحل”
― جبران خليل جبران

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

“I'm a master of speaking silently—all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit

“ولعمري ان الحياة ظلام الا اذا صاحبها الحافز.
وكل حافز ضرير الا اذا اقترن بالمعرفه.
وكل معرفه هباء الا اذا رافقها العمل.
وكل عمل خواء الا اذا امتزج بالحب.
فاذا امتزج عملك بالحب فقد وصلت نفسك بنفسك و بالناس و بالله.”
― جبران خليل جبران, The Prophet

“ ومنكم من يسعى إلى من يثرثرون؛ خشية الخلو إلى نفسه ؛ لأن سكون الوحدة يكشف لأعينهم خفايا ذواتهم العارية فيفرون منها . ”
― جبران خليل جبران

“ما أكثر ما تمتلئ البئر التي تستقون منها ضحكاتكم بفيض دموعكم”
― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist”
― Gena Showalter, Seduce the Darkness

“I'm not lost for I know where I am. But however, where I am may be lost.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

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