Hadeel

“Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.”
― Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi, Night and Sleep

“For without you, I swear, the town
Has become like a prison to me.
Distraction and the mountain
And the desert, all I desire.”
― Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi, Love: The Joy That Wounds: The Love Poems of Rumi

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard
Some do it with a bitter look
Some with a flattering word
The coward does it with a kiss
The brave man with a sword”
― Oscar Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol

“إن السعادة تنتقل بالعدوى ..لا تنتظر عدوى أحد .. كن حاملاً لهذا الميكروب”
― أنيس منصور