Abdelghani Benamara > Abdelghani's Quotes

“The one that sang, old Janine, was always whispering into the g***** microphone before she sang. She'd say, 'And now we like to geeve you our impression of Vooly Voo Fransay. Eet ees the story of leetle Fransh girl who comes to a beeg ceety, just like New York, and falls een love wees a leetle boy from Brookleen. We hope you like eet.' Then, when she was all done whispering and being cute as hell, she'd sing some dopey song, half in English and half in French, and drive all the phonies in the place mad with joy.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“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

“If I'm out of my mind, it's all right with me, thought Moses Herzog.”
― Saul Bellow, Herzog

“What the deuce is it to me?" he interrupted impatiently: "you say that we go round the sun. If we went round the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or to my work.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlet

“Some other places were not so good but maybe we were not so good when we were in them.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Short Stories

“Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.”
― James Joyce, The Dead

“A man is never more truthful than when he acknowledges himself a liar.”
― Mark Twain

“But you could not have a green rose. But perhaps somewhere in the world you could.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man / Dubliners

“When I die, Dublin will be written on my heart.”
― James Joyce

“Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.”
― James Joyce

“My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions.”
― James Joyce

“He knew now that at the end there was only one thing that counted - to be a saint.”
― Graham Greene, The Power and the Glory

“We said there warn't no home like a raft, after all. Other places do seem so cramped up and smothery, but a raft don't. You feel mighty free and easy and comfortable on a raft.”
― Mark Twain

“People don't help much.”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies

“Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.”
― J. D. Salinger

“He thought back on his family with deep emotion and love. His conviction that he would have to disappear was, if possible, even firmer than his sister's. He remained in this state of empty and peaceful reflection until the tower clock struck three in the morning. He still saw that outside the window everything was beginning to grow light. Then, without his consent, his head sank down to the floor, and from his nostrils streamed his last weak breath.”
― Franz Kafka, Metamorphosis

“Here then, as I lay down the pen and proceed to seal up my confession, I bring the life of that unhappy Henry Jekyll to an end.”
― Robert Louis Stevenson, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and Other Stories

“Just go to bed, now. Quickly. Quickly and slowly.”
― J.D. Salinger, Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour: An Introduction

“The problem with putting two and two together is that sometimes you get four, and sometimes you get twenty-two.”
― Dashiell Hammett, The Thin Man

“If you have a story that seems worth telling, and you think you can tell it worthily, then the thing for you to do is to tell it, regardless of whether it has to do with sex, sailors or mounted policemen.”
― Dashiell Hammett

“You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.”
― William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

“Anna was, Livia is, Plurabelle's to be. Northmen's thing made southfolk's place but howmulty plurators made eachone in per-son? Latin me that, my trinity scholard, out of eure sanscreed into
oure eryan! Hircus Civis Eblanensis! He had buckgoat paps on him, soft ones for orphans. Ho, Lord! Twins of his bosom. Lord save us! And ho! Hey? What all men. Hot? His tittering daugh-ters of. Whawk?
Can't hear with the waters of. The chittering waters of. Flitter-ing bats, fieldmice bawk talk. Ho! Are you not gone ahome?
What Thom Malone? Can't hear with bawk of bats, all thim liffey-ing waters of. Ho, talk save us! My foos won't moos. I feel as old as yonder elm. A tale told of Shaun or Shem? All Livia's daughter-
sons. Dark hawks hear us. Night! Night! My ho head halls. I feel as heavy as yonder stone. Tell me of John or Shaun? Who wereShem and Shaun the living sons or daughters of? Night now!
Tell me, tell me, tell me, elm! Night night! Telmetale of stem or stone. Beside the rivering waters of, hitherandthithering waters of. Night!”
― James Joyce, Finnegans Wake

“والمـال إن لم تدخره محصنا بالعلــم كـان نهايـة الإمـــــلاق
والعلــم إن لم تكتنفه شمائــل تعليه كان مطيـــة الإخـفــــاق
لا تحسبن العلــم ينفع وحـــده مـا لم يتـوج ربــــه بخــــــلاق
من لي بتربية النساء فإنهــــا في الشرق علة ذلك الإخفــــاق
الأم مــدرسـة إذا أعــددتـهـــا أعـددت شعبا طيب الأعــراق
الأم روض إن تعهــده الحيـــا بالـــريّ أورق أيمـــا إيــــراق
الأم أستــاذ الأساتــذة الألــــى شغلت مآثرهم مدى الآفـــــاق”
― حافظ إبراهيم

“If you're not in
the mood, you can't do that stuff right.”
― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“The end of man is knowledge, but there is one thing he can't know. He can't know whether knowledge will save him or kill him. He will be killed, all right, but he can't know whether he is killed because of the knowledge which he has got or because of the knowledge which he hasn't got and which if he had it, would save him.”
― Robert Penn Warren, All the King's Men

“Once a bitch always a bitch, what I say.”
― William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury

“I never knew a man who had better motives for all the trouble he caused.”
― Graham Greene, The Quiet American

“«Since when you have taken people for slaves and they were born free»”
― Umar ibn Al-Khattab

“على قدر أهل العزم تأتي العزائم
وتـأتـي على قدر الكريم الكرائم
وتكبر في عين الصغير صغارها
وتصغر في عين العظيم العظائم”
― أبو الطيب المتنبي

“أنا الذي نظر الأعمى إلى أدبي ........ وأسمعت كلماتي من به صمم

كم تطلــــبون لنا عيـــــبًا فيعجزكم ............ويكره المجد ما تأتون والكرم

ما أبعد العيب والنقصان عن شرفي ......أنا الثّريا وذان الشيب والهرم

وإذا أتــــتك مذمتي من نـــــاقصٍ .............فهي الشــــهادةُ لي بأني كامــلُ

أنام ملء جفونــــي عن شواردها ..............ويسهرُ الخلقُ جراها ويختصـم

غيري بأكثر هذا الناسِ ينخــــدعُ ..............إن قاتلوا جبنوا أو حدثّوا شجعوا

ولا الجمع بين الماء والنار في يدي ........بأصعب من أن أجمع الجدَّ والفهما

وإني لمن قومٍ كأنّ نفوســـــــــَهم ..............بها أنفٌ أن تسكنَ اللحم والعظما

عدوك مذمـــــــــومٌ بكل لســــانِ .............وإن كان من أعدائـِـــك القمـــران

ولله ســـــــرٌّ في عــُـــلاك وإنما ..............كلام العِـدا ضربٌ من الهذيـــــان

على قدرِ أهلِ العزمِ تأتي العزائمُ ............وتأتي على قدرِ الكرامِ المكـــــارمُ

وتعظمُ في عينِ الصغيرِ صغارها ..........وتصغر في عينِ العــــظيمِ العظائمُ

لعل عتبَك محـــــــــــمودٌ عواقبه ............فربّما صحّت الأجســــــــامُ بالعللِ”
― المتنبي