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“ولقد ذكرتك والرماح نواهل ............ منّي وبيض الهند تقطر من دمي
فودتت تقبيل السيوف لأنها .......... لمعت كبارق ثغرك المتبسم”
― عنترة بن شداد

“And with every step I took it became more impossible for me to turn back. And my mind was empty—or it was as though my mind had become one enormous, anaesthetized wound. I thought only, One day I'll weep for this. One of these days I'll start to cry.”
― James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

“Suppose, for instance, that men were only represented in literature as the lovers of women, and were never the friends of men, soldiers, thinkers, dreamers; how few parts in the plays of Shakespeare could be allotted to them; how literature would suffer! We might perhaps have most of Othello; and a good deal of Antony; but no Caesar, no Brutus, no Hamlet, no Lear, no Jaques--literature would be incredibly impoverished, as indeed literature is impoverished beyond our counting by the doors that have been shut upon women.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

“Think of you! I do not think of you; you are always before my soul.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther