Latonia Dua

“Somewhere, in some shadowy bedroom of a leaf-strewn town, a father bolts the door to a child's room, then steps closer to the bed. In a neighbor's garden lurks a weed with a funny, blade-petaled flower, its poison choking the red roses. Somewhere a car is crashing; a phone is ringing in the center of night. The spider waits poised in the slipper. The bird swoops headlong into glass it thought was farther air. The strangler envisions a neighborhood of throats. The head finds the noose; the foot kicks the chair.”
― Scott Heim, We Disappear

“وإذا استطاع المرء أن يشعر بأن بقاءه إنسانا هو أمر يستحق التضحية من أجله، حتى لو لم يُؤد ذلك إلى نتيجة، فإنه يكون قد ألحق بهم الهزيمة.”
― جورج أورويل, 1984

“I could never have been a pacifist. To kill a man was surely to grant him an immeasurable benefit. Oh yes, people always, everywhere, loved their enemies. It was their friends they preserved for pain and vacuity.”
― Graham Greene, The Quiet American

“Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.”
― franz kafka