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“من الصعب أن تكتشف فجأة أنك خاوٍ ، ظلك ثقيل على الأرض ، كل ما حولك حامض يغرق أحلامك وتبدو صدِئاً في عيون الآخرين !!”
― خالد خليفة, مديح الكراهية

“السجن يحيلك إلى كائن لا يعترف بالمرئيات ويمنحك فرصة كي تعيد تشكيل الخارج كما تشتهي ، يمنحك قوة عدم الاعتراف بآلام بشر عاديين يتأبطون أذرع بعضهم في الشوارع ويفصفصون البزر قرب المدافئ”
― خالد خليفة, مديح الكراهية

“الموتى لا تهمهم المواعيد ، كشجرة احترقت و تحولت إلى رماد لا تهمها الجهات التي ستنتثر في أرجائها !”
― خالد خليفة, مديح الكراهية

“تكدست جثثهم في الممرات كبرتقال عفن مرمي بفوضى في صندوق تسكنه الجرذان مركون في قعر منسي لسفينة عابرة للمحيطات تطوي لحظات إبحارها بملل”
― خالد خليفة, مديح الكراهية

“Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room With A View

“We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand, and it is no good moving from place to place to save things; because the shadow always follows. Choose a place where you won't do harm - yes, choose a place where you won't do very much harm, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the sunshine.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

“Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

“Let yourself go. Pull out from the depths those thoughts that you do not understand, and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

“It is fate that I am here,' George persisted, 'but you can call it Italy if it makes you less unhappy.”
― E. M. Forster, A Room with a View

“Life' wrote a friend of mine, 'is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

“It is so difficult - at least, I find it difficult - to understand people who speak the truth.”
― E. M. Forster, A Room with a View

“6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
Blurred out lines
from hangovers
to coffee
Another vagabond
lost to love.

4am alone and on my way.
These are my finest moments.
I scrub my skin
to rid me from
you
and I still don’t know why I cried.
It was just something in the way you took my heart and rearranged my insides and I couldn’t recognise the emptiness you left me with when you were done. Maybe you thought my insides would fit better this way, look better this way, to you and us and all the rest.
But then you must have changed your mind
or made a wrong
because why did you
leave?

6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
I replace cafés with crowded bars and empty roads with broken bottles
and this town is healing me slowly but still not slow or fast enough because there’s no right way to do this.
There is no right way to do this.

There is no right way to do this.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

“Black as night, sweet as sin.”
― Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

“Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way.
"It's three thirty in the morning."
"Okay. Want coffee?”
― Darynda Jones, Third Grave Dead Ahead

“Do stuff. be clenched, curious. Not waiting for inspiration's shove or society's kiss on your forehead. Pay attention. It's all about paying attention. attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. stay eager.”
― Susan Sontag

“In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man

“I believe in evidence. I believe in observation, measurement, and reasoning, confirmed by independent observers. I'll believe anything, no matter how wild and ridiculous, if there is evidence for it. The wilder and more ridiculous something is, however, the firmer and more solid the evidence will have to be.”
― Isaac Asimov, Roving Mind

“Have you noticed how nobody ever looks up? Nobody looks at chimneys, or trees against the sky, or the tops of buildings. Everybody just looks down at the pavement or their shoes. The whole world could pass them by and most people wouldn't notice.”
― Julie Andrews Edwards, The Last of the Really Great Whangdoodles