Dina

“There should be laughter after pain, there should be sunlight after rain, these things have always been the same, so why worry now?"

[Why Worry?]”
― Mark Knopfler, Dire Straits - Brothers in Arms

“I don't like definitions, but if there is a definition of freedom, it would be when you have control over your reality to transform it, to change it, rather than having it imposed upon you. You can't really ask for more than that.”
― Mark Knopfler

“The drinking dens are spilling out
There's staggering in the square
There's lads and lasses falling about
And a crackling in the air
Down around the dungeon doors
The shelters and the queues
Everybody's looking for
Somebody's arms to fall into
And it's what it is
It's what it is now

There's frost on the graves and the monuments
But the taverns are warm in town
People curse the government
And shovel hot food down
The lights are out in the city hall
The castle and the keep
The moon shines down upon it all
The legless and asleep

And it's cold on the tollgate
With the wagons creeping through
Cold on the tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And it's what it is
It's what it is now

The garrison sleeps in the citadel
With the ghosts and the ancient stones
High up on the parapet
A Scottish piper stands alone
And high on the wind
The highland drums begin to roll
And something from the past just comes
And stares into my soul

And it's cold on the tollgate
With the Caledonian Blues
Cold on the tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
What it is
It's what it is now

There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick
There's a lantern in the tower
Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick
Still writing songs in the wee wee hours
On Charlotte Street I take
A walking stick from my hotel
The ghost of Dirty Dick
Is still in search of Little Nell
And it's what it is
It's what it is now
Oh what it is
What it is now”
― Mark Knopfler, Sailing to Philadelphia

“إن الناس الجهلة لا يعرفون مدى هذه القوة التي يمكن أن يمدهم بها تدخين الحشيش...إنها قوة تفرض على العقل البشري التركيز على موضوع واحد فقط طالما هو تحت سيطرة الحشيش، فاذا بدأ الحشاش يدخن و هو يفكر مثلا في موضوع مشاكله مع زوجته و أولاده، يظل كل عقله و احساسه و كل خواطره معلقة بهذا الموضوع طوال الفترة التي يقضيها مسطولا كأنه أصبح أستاذا متفرغا لدراسة تخصص فيها”
― احسان عبد القدوس, كانت صعبة.. ومغرورة