Alaa Attia

“ومن يتهيب صعود الجبال يعش أبَــدَ الدهــر بيــن الحــفرْ
فعجَّــتْ بقلبــي دمــاءُ الشـباب وضجَّــت بصـدري ريـاحٌ أخَـرْ...
وأطـرقتُ, أصغـي لقصـف الرعـودِ وعــزفِ الريــاحِ, ووقـعِ المطـرْ”
― أبو القاسم الشابي, أغاني الحياة

“He therefore turned to mankind only with regret. His cathedral was enough for him. It was peopled with marble figures of kings, saints and bishops who at least did not laugh in his face and looked at him with only tranquillity and benevolence. The other statues, those of monsters and demons, had no hatred for him – he resembled them too closely for that. It was rather the rest of mankind that they jeered at. The saints were his friends and blessed him; the monsters were his friends and kept watch over him. He would sometimes spend whole hours crouched before one of the statues in solitary conversation with it. If anyone came upon him then he would run away like a lover surprised during a serenade.”
― Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

“Do you know what friendship is?' he asked.
'Yes,' replied the gypsy; 'it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand.'
'And love?' pursued Gringoire.
'Oh! love!' said she, and her voice trembled, and her eye beamed. 'That is to be two and to be but one. A man and a woman mingled into one angel. It is heaven.”
― Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

“وجدت سكوتي متجـراً فلزمتـه


إذا لم أجد ربحاً فلست بخاسـر


ما الصمت إلا في الرجال متاجر


وتاجره يعلو علـى كـل تاجـر”
― الامام الشافعى