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“Songs of longing!

And they will resound in my letters, just as they always have, sometimes loudly and sometimes secretly so that you alone can hear them… But they will also be different — different from how they used to be, these songs. For I have turned and found longing at my side, and I have looked into her eyes, and now she leads me with a steady hand.”

―from a letter to Lou Andreas-Salome”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

“أنا وحبيبي صوتان في شفة واحده
أنا لحبيبي أنا. وحبيبي لنجمته الشارده
وندخل في الحلم، لكنه يتباطأ كي لا نراه
وحين ينام حبيبي أصحو لكي أحرس الحلم مما يراه
وأطرد عنه الليالي التي عبرت قبل أن نلتقي
وأختار أيامنا بيدي
كما أختار لي وردة المائدة
فنم يا حبيبي
ليصعد صوت البحار إلى ركبتي
ونم يا حبيبي
لأهبط فيك وأنقذ حلمك من شوكةٍ حاسده
ونم يا حبيبي
عليك ضفائر شعري، عليك السلام
يطير الحمام
يحط الحمام ”
― محمود درويش

“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

“We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything - what a waste!”
― Andre Aciman, Call Me by Your Name