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“قد تسربت في مسامات جلدي

مثلما قطرة الندى تتسرب

اعتيادي على غيابك صعب

و اعتيادي على حضورك أصعب

كم أنا … كم أحبك … حتى

أن نفسي من نفسها تتعجب

يسكن الشعر في حدائق عينيك

فلولا عينيك لا شعر يكتب”
― نزار قباني

“يُسمعني.. حـينَ يراقصُني
كلماتٍ ليست كالكلمات
يأخذني من تحـتِ ذراعي
يزرعني في إحدى الغيمات
والمطـرُ الأسـودُ في عيني
يتساقـطُ زخاتٍ.. زخات
يحملـني معـهُ.. يحملـني
لمسـاءٍ ورديِ الشُـرفـات
وأنا.. كالطفلـةِ في يـدهِ
كالريشةِ تحملها النسمـات
يحمـلُ لي سبعـةَ أقمـارٍ
بيديـهِ وحُزمـةَ أغنيـات
يهديني شمسـاً.. يهـديني
صيفاً.. وقطيـعَ سنونوَّات
يخـبرني.. أني تحفتـهُ
وأساوي آلافَ النجمات
و بأنـي كنـزٌ... وبأني
أجملُ ما شاهدَ من لوحات
يروي أشيـاءَ تدوخـني
تنسيني المرقصَ والخطوات
كلماتٍ تقلـبُ تاريخي
تجعلني امرأةً في لحظـات
يبني لي قصـراً من وهـمٍ
لا أسكنُ فيهِ سوى لحظات
وأعودُ.. أعودُ لطـاولـتي
لا شيءَ معي.. إلا كلمات”
― نزار قباني

“ما حاجتك إلى "صدقة" هاتفية من رجل. إذا كانت المآذن ترفع آذانها لك وتقول لك خمس مرات في اليوم أن رب هذا الكون ينتظرك ويحبك”
― أحلام مستغانمي, com نسيان

“لماذا نحب كاتباً بالذات؟
لا لأنّه يُبهرنا بتفوقه علينا، بل لأنّه يُدهشنا بتشابهه معنا. لأنه يبوح لنا بخطاياه ومخاوفه وأسراره، التي ليست سوى أسرارنا. والتي لانملك شجاعة الاعتراف بها، حتى لهذا الكاتب نفسه.”
― أحلام مستغانمي

“Most people don't grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging.”
― Maya Angelou

“Nothing can dim the light which shines from within.”
― Maya Angelou

“It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me. ”
― Maya Angelou, Phenomenal Woman: Four Poems Celebrating Women

“I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ”
― Anais Nin

“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”
― Anais Nin

“The wounds that never heal can only be mourned alone.”
― James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

“We stare into each other's eyes and softly kiss speaking and saying more with the movement of our lips and the tips of our fingers than words will allow us to say. Words can't say this. The one word love means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough. It doesn't communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is. Love. Love.”
― James Frey

“This Girl with nothing but her own strength and a desire to be free. With nothing but a beating heart that is scared to be alone. With nothing but clear blue eyes that see through me and understand me. With nothing but open arms ready to receive me. To stand by me. To walk with me. To love me. I love her. Lilly. The Girl with nothing and everything. Lilly. I love her. A tear appears. She smiles. She leans forward kisses my lips softly kisses me and as our lips touch barely touch she whispers. I love you too, James. Our lips barely touching she whispers. I love you. Whispers. I love you.”
― James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.”
― Oscar Wilde

“الرجل درع المرأة الواقي من كل ما هو خارجي و مؤذ، والمرأة درعه الداخلي من اقلابات روحه على جسده ،كلاهما يحميان بعضهما، واذا كانت المرأه قادرة على الاستغناء عن الرجل، و حماية نفسها استنادا الى المجتمع والقانون، فقد لا يجد الرجل ما يغنيه عنها، فليس في قوانين الدنيا ما يحمي أرواحنا من الانهيار و التفتت لشح الحنان”
― محمد حسن علوان

“أي امرأةٍ تلك التي ستكفيني بعد أن رفعتِ أنت سقف الكفاية إلى حد تعجز عنه النساء؟”
― محمد حسن علوان, سقف الكفاية

“Do you know what I would answer to someone who asked me for a description of myself, in a hurry? This:

?? !!

For indeed my life is a perpetual question mark--my thirst for books, my observations of people, all tend to satisfy a great, overwhelming desire to know, to understand, to find an answer to a million questions. And gradually the answers are revealed, many things are explained, and above all, many things are given names and described, and my restlessness is subdued. Then I become an exclamatory person, clapping my hands to the immense surprises the world holds for me, and falling from one ecstasy into another. I have the habit of peeping and prying and listening and seeking--passionate curiosity and expectation. But I have also the habit of being surprised, the habit of being filled with wonder and satisfaction each time I stumble on some wondrous thing. The first habit could make me a philosopher or a cynic or perhaps a humorist. But the other habit destroys all the delicate foundations, and I find each day that I am still...only a Woman!”
― Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 2: 1920-1923

“خطأ ما وقع ،لا ندرى أين ،لا ندرى متى، محا الحب من قائمة المشاعر و كتبه فى قائمة الفضائح ،فصار هذ الحب منبوذاً قبل أن يُفهم ،مرفوضاً قبل أن يتكلم، و منفياً خارج حدود الوطن حتى قبل أن يفكر فى التمرد”
― محمد حسن علوان

“For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds dominate but when we lose our minds, and you and I both lose it in the same way, through love.”
― Anais Nin, Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin

“I read for pleasure and that is the moment I learn the most.”
― Margaret Atwood

“I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“I write only because
There is a voice within me
That will not be still”
― Sylvia Plath, Letters Home

“Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to write it down, and either you over dramatize it, or underplay it, exaggerate the wrong parts or ignore the important ones. At any rate, you never write it quite the way you want to.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“She would defend herself, saying that love, no matter what else it might be, was a natural talent. She would say: You are either born knowing how, or you never know.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but ... life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“ما عييت الا أمام من سألني : من أنت!؟”
― جبران خليل جبران, رمل وزبد

“تباً للأشياء التي نعرفها ولا نملك تبديلها”
― محمد حسن علوان, طوق الطهارة

“-حتى هي نفسها يؤذيها تميّزها. ولو أنها كانت عادية لربما كانت آلامها أقل.
- صحيح، البسيطات عادةً لا يحزنّ كثيرًا. سطحية التفكير كثيرًا ما تتعارض مع عمق الهموم.”
― محمد حسن علوان, طوق الطهارة

“Separation

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
― W.S. Merwin