Raytracer

“وكلما ضاق صدره مضى إلى ساحة التكية ، يؤاخي الظلام ، ويذوب في الأناشيد. وتساءل مرة في حيرة:
ترى أيدعون لنا أم يصبون علينا اللعنات؟
وتساءل مرة أخرى في أسى:
منذا يحل لنا هذه الألغاز؟
وتنهد طويلا ثم استطرد:
إنهم يغلقون الأبواب لأننا غير أهل لأن تفتح في وجوهنا الأبواب!”
― نجيب محفوظ, الحرافيش

“If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.”
― Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

“إذا فاجأني الموت في وقت من الأوقات ، فإنني أصافحه و لا أخافه ، بقدر ما أخاف المرض ، فالمرض ألم مذل لا يحتمل ، لكن الموت ينهى كل شيء !..”
― عباس محمود العقاد, أنا

“The Genius Of The Crowd

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art”
― Charles Bukowski