ميّ عبدالحميد

“I’m not brave any more darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

“لكن الزمن.. كيف يعلمنا الزمن في البداية ثم يربكنا. كنا نظن أننا ناضجون في الوقت الذي كنا آمنين فيه فقط. تصورنا أننا نتحلى بالمسئولية في الوقت الذي كنا فيه جبناء فقط. ما أسميناه واقعية تبين أنه ما هو إلا طريقة لتفادي الأشياء بدلا من مواجهتها. الزمن.. امنحنا زمنا كافيا وستبدو جميع قراراتنا المدروسة بعناية متهادية، وسيبدو يقيننا نزوات.”
― Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending

“Here's the thing, say Shug. The thing I believe. God is inside you and inside everybody else. You come into the world with God. But only them that search for it inside find it. And sometimes it just manifest itself even if you not looking, or don't know what you looking for. Trouble do it for most folks, I think. Sorrow, lord. Feeling like shit. It? I ask. Yeah, It. God ain't a he or a she, but a It. But what do it look like? I ask. Don't look like nothing, she say. It ain't a picture show. It ain't something you can look at apart from anything else, including yourself. I believe God is everything, say Shug. Everything that is or ever was or ever will be. And when you cam feel that, and be happy to feel that, you've found it.”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple

“That message is simple: When you come to one of the many moments in life when you must give an account of yourself, provide a ledger of what you have been, and done, and meant to the world, do not, I pray, discount that you filled a dying man’s days with a sated joy, a joy unknown to me in all my prior years, a joy that does not hunger for more and more, but rests, satisfied. In this time, right now, that is an enormous thing.”
― Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air