Drac Scot

“Dear Sir: Regarding your article 'What's Wrong with the World?' I am. Yours truly,”
― G.K. Chesterton

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!

Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.

Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.”
― Oscar Wilde, Selected Poems of Oscar Wilde including the Ballad of Reading Gaol

“You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
― oscar wilde

“إكتم أنينك وغطي الأمه بتيابها
أمه بتقتل صديقها وتحمي كدابها
حنت لجزم الغريب تاني علي ترابها
الأمه لـما يكون مالهاش كبير ياناس
تنتظروا مين عالذنوب تاني يحاسبها
آدي الألم في الفؤاد سهران بيعصر عصر
أنا مجرم القرن ده ولا شهيد العصر”
― عبد الرحمن الأبنودي, الاستعمار العربي