Mohamed Maher

“Maybe there is something devastating about the incompleteness of it. But maybe, just knowing that the other person is there . . .” His throat bobs. “There might be pleasure in that, too. The satisfaction of knowing that something beautiful exists.” His lips open and close a few times, as though he can only find the right words by shaping them first to himself. “Maybe some things transcend reciprocity. Maybe not everything is about having.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride

“لكن أحدًا لم يسمع دبيب التاريخ الآتي؛ لأن الطغاة لا ينتبهون -إلا بعد فوات الأوان- لصوت التاريخ.”
― صلاح عيسى, حكايات من دفتر الوطن

“أيها الربان الثمل الذي يدير هذه السفينة الثملة، ما بالك قد انزويت في قمرتك؟! كأني بك تحتسي أنت أيضا كأسا من الشمبانيا تاركا السفين يلعب في يد المقادير”
― توفيق الحكيم, راقصة المعبد

“You think, but you don’t know. You don’t know anything about what it’s like to find your other half, I would take anything she chose to give me—the tiniest fraction or her entire world. I would take her for a single night knowing that I’ll lose her by morning, and I would hold on to her and never let go. I would take her healthy, or sick, or tired, or angry, or strong, and it would be my fucking privilege. I would take her problems, her gifts, her moods, her passions, her jokes, her body—I would take every last thing, if she chose to give it to me.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Bride