“There's no way to know what makes one thing happen and not another. What leads to what. What destroys what. What causes what to flourish or die or take another course.”
― Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
― Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
“شئ عجيب .. كأن العالم الخارجى ليست له ألوان, وأن هذه الألوان تخرج من عيوننا, فالسعيد يجعل الدنيا حوله سعيدة والشقى يجعلها كذلك. والذى لايستطيع شئ تقف الدنيا كلها فى حلقه, أو تسقط من عينيه, أو تنهار من أذنيه, فالدنيا كلها تخرج منا وتتشكل وتتلون وتقرب وتبعد كما نريد..”
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“I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.”
― I Wander'd Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.”
― I Wander'd Lonely as a Cloud
“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.”
― As You Like It
― As You Like It
“عارف لما تشوف الصبح بيطلع .. و انت قاعد
لما تلاقى قلبك بيدق وانت بارد
أو تنام و انت شارد .. و تجرى وانت واقف .. و تبكى وانت ساكت
عارف لما عينيك تشوف جوه ناس .. و تحس بإحساس
عارف لما تبقى كل حاجا غلط صح .. و كل حلال حرام
المية تبقى نار و النار تبقى مطر
عارف لما تسكت و جواك مليان كلام
و تتكلم وانت مش طايق الكلام
تشوف الكدب من العينين باظظ
وإن اتكلمت هاتبقى عينيك بتشوف مش زى مانت باصص
تمشى مش زى مانت رايح
تتمنى تموت و انت عايش
او تعيش بس مش على الهامش
لما تحس انك نصين لحاجة واحدة بس مش بتوع بعض
نص برق و التانى رعد”
― 28 حرف
لما تلاقى قلبك بيدق وانت بارد
أو تنام و انت شارد .. و تجرى وانت واقف .. و تبكى وانت ساكت
عارف لما عينيك تشوف جوه ناس .. و تحس بإحساس
عارف لما تبقى كل حاجا غلط صح .. و كل حلال حرام
المية تبقى نار و النار تبقى مطر
عارف لما تسكت و جواك مليان كلام
و تتكلم وانت مش طايق الكلام
تشوف الكدب من العينين باظظ
وإن اتكلمت هاتبقى عينيك بتشوف مش زى مانت باصص
تمشى مش زى مانت رايح
تتمنى تموت و انت عايش
او تعيش بس مش على الهامش
لما تحس انك نصين لحاجة واحدة بس مش بتوع بعض
نص برق و التانى رعد”
― 28 حرف
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