Oumneya Mahmoud

“Three years ago, my journey began with me stepping through that gate, and now, it comes to an end with me stepping through it again. Why does it feel as if the boundaries of the beginning and the end are so far apart, when in fact, they’re much too close together. The sense of distance probably comes from the human habit of separating and classifying and distinguishing, which sets the human heart at ease.”
― Jang Eun-Jin, No One Writes Back

“Her thoughts were silently fixed on the irreparable injury which too early an independence and its consequent habits of idleness, dissipation, and luxury, had made in the mind, the character, the happiness, of a man who, to every advantage of person and talents, united a disposition naturally open and honest, and a feeling, affectionate temper. The world had made him extravagant and vain—Extravagance and vanity had made him cold-hearted and selfish. Vanity, while seeking its own guilty triumph at the expense of another, had involved him in a real attachment, which extravagance, or at least its offspring, necessity, had required to be sacrificed. Each faulty propensity in leading him to evil, had led him likewise to punishment.”
― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

“Writers by nature like to observe, pry, and meddle.”
― Jang Eun-Jin, No One Writes Back

“A habit is something more mysterious and confounding than affection. Affection is a conscious thing, but habits are subconscious. I thought at the time that perhaps what’s real is dominated by the subconscious.”
― Jang Eun-Jin, No One Writes Back