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أحمد مطر
“ونستند في ذلك، أوّل ما نستند، إلي قاعدة (القاعدة) التي تفخّخ كلّ شيء، منذ زمن طويل، لقتل الناس بلا تمييز: من توراعورا إلي الفلّوجة والعوجة إلي نيويورك إلي مدريد إلي بالي إلي الرياض إلي الدار البيضاء إلي ما شاء الرعب من بقاع الأرض.. لكنّها ما أن تصل إلي بوابة فلسطين.. حتّي تدوس كوابحها بكلّ قوّة، فتزعق عجلات قطارها بشرر التوقّف العنيف، شاكرة ربّها علي عدم تلوّث ثوبها الطاهر بدم الصهاينة الأرجاس!.

القاعدة لدي القاعدة هي الجهاد في كلّ مكان ما عدا المكان الوحيد الذي يجب أن يجاهد فيه الإنسان من أجل قضيّة واضحة وعادلة وصارخة بأن أهلها هم أكثر حاجة من غيرهم.. لغيرة أهلهم!”
أحمد مطر, أدبيات أحمد مطر غير الشعرية

Michel de Montaigne
“A wise man sees as much as he ought, not as much as he can.”
Michel de Montaigne

Charlotte Brontë
“Evening Solace

The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;­
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
And days may pass in gay confusion,
And nights in rosy riot fly,
While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion,
The memory of the Past may die.

But, there are hours of lonely musing,
Such as in evening silence come,
When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
The heart's best feelings gather home.
Then in our souls there seems to languish
A tender grief that is not woe;
And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish,
Now cause but some mild tears to flow.

And feelings, once as strong as passions,
Float softly back-­a faded dream;
Our own sharp griefs and wild sensations,
The tale of others' sufferings seem.
Oh ! when the heart is freshly bleeding,
How longs it for that time to be,
When, through the mist of years receding,
Its woes but live in reverie !

And it can dwell on moonlight glimmer,
On evening shade and loneliness;
And, while the sky grows dim and dimmer,
Feel no untold and strange distress­
Only a deeper impulse given
By lonely hour and darkened room,
To solemn thoughts that soar to heaven,
Seeking a life and world to come.”
Charlotte Brontë, Poems

“life without a purpose is like an unsharpened pencil; it has no point.”
Eraica Chan

Bill Nye
“Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don't.”
Bill Nye

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