Lubna

“Hello, darling. Sorry about that. Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud. Especially that, but I should have known. You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.”
― Richard Siken, Crush

“The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I’m alive, but monsters are always hungry, darling, and they’re only a few steps behind you, finding the flaw, the poor weld, the place where we weren’t stitched up quite right, the place they could almost slip right into through if the skin wasn’t trying to keep them out, to keep them here, on the other side of the theater where the curtain keeps rising. I crawled out the window and ran into the woods. I had to make up all the words myself. The way they taste, the way they sound in the air. I passed through the narrow gate, stumbled in, stumbled around for a while, and stumbled back out. I made this place for you. A place for to love me. If this isn’t a kingdom then I don’t know what is.”
― Richard Siken, Crush

“بمجاملتهم، جعلوا من الشيخ مستبداً ذا نزوات؛ و بعدوانيَّتهم، جننوا الشخص الذي خلفه.
جلُّ ما كان يبتغيه هو إرضاؤهم و التماس السماح، و قد كان مستعداً لتوزيع ثروته كلها من أجل أن يسمع من شفاههم كلمة امتنان.
فانتهى سكراناً في الليل يبحث عن مشغل النكت، و كانت ضحكاتهم تنفجر من البيوت المعتمة كلها.
أما أنا، فغادرت الضيعة لئلا أضحك لضحكهم، لكنني سأبكي ذات يومٍ لبكائهم.”
― أمين معلوف, The Rock of Tanios

“You are what you believe yourself to be”
― Paulo Coelho, The Witch of Portobello