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Jean-Paul Sartre
“Still, somewhere in the depths of ourselves we all harbor an ashamed, unsatisfied melancholy that quietly awaits a funeral.”
Jean-Paul Sartre, The Reprieve

“Pinch of pain gives you tear!
Repeat!
Pinch of pain gives you strength! Repeat!
A pinch of pain gives you strength to overcome the big pain.”
Ar. Harpreet Singh

“No one seems to notice when you're down,
Unless you are bleeding,
Unless you are bleeding,
But sometimes the worst wounds,
Are the ones you can't see”
Faith Marie, "NVM"

Forough Farrokhzad
“كدام قله، كدام اوج؟
مگر تمامي اين راه‌هاي پيچاپيچ
در آن دهان سرد مكنده
به نقطه تلاقي و پايان نمي‌رسند؟
به من چه داديد ‌اي واژه‌هاي ساده فريب؟
و اي رياضت اندام‌ها و خواهش‌ها
اگر گلي به گيسوي خود مي‌زدم
از اين تقلب، از اين تاج كاغذين
كه بر فراز سرم بو گرفته است فريبنده‌تر نبود؟
چگونه روح بيابان مرا گرفت
و سحر ماه زايمان گله دورم كرد
چگونه ناتمامي قلبم بزرگ شد
و هيچ نيمه‌اي اين نيمه را تمام نكرد؟
چگونه ايستادم و ديدم
زمين به زير دو پايم ز تكيه‌گاه تهي مي‌شود
و گرمي تن جفتم
به انتظار پوچ تنم ره نمي‌برد
كدام قله كدام اوج؟
مرا پناه دهيد‌ اي چراغ‌هاي مشوش
اي خانه‌هاي روشن شكاك
كه جامه‌هاي شسته در آغوش دودهاي معطر
بر بام‌هاي آفتابي‌تان تاب‌مي‌خورند
مرا پناه دهيد اي زنان ساده كامل
كه از وراي پوست سر انگشت‌هاي نازكتان
مسير جنبش كيف‌آور جنيني را
دنبال مي كند
و در شكاف گريبانتان هميشه هوا
به بوي شير تازه مي‌آميزد
كدام قله كدام اوج؟
مرا پناه دهيد اي اجاق‌هاي پر آتش اي نعل‌هاي خوشبختي
و اي سرود ظرف‌هاي مسين در سياهكاري مطبخ
و اي ترنم دلگير چرخ خياطي
و اي جدال روز و شب فرش‌ها و جاروها
مرا پناه دهيد اي تمام عشق‌هاي حريصي
كه ميل دردناك بقا بستر تصرف‌تان را
به آب جادو
و قطره‌هاي خون تازه مي‌آرايد
تمام روز، تمام روز
رها شده، رها شده چون لاشه‌اي بر آب
به سوي سهم‌ناك‌ترين صخره پيش مي‌رفتم
به سوي ژرف‌ترين غارهاي دريايي
و گوشت‌خوارترين ماهيان
و مهره‌هاي نازك پشتم
از حس مرگ تير كشيدند
نمي‌توانستم ديگر نمي‌توانستم
صداي پايم از انكار راه برمي‌خاست
و يأسم از صبوري روحم وسيع‌تر شده بود
و آن بهار و آن وهم سبز رنگ
كه بر دريچه گذر داشت با دلم مي‌گفت
نگاه كن
تو هي‌چگاه پيش نرفتي
تو فرو رفتي...”
فروغ فرخزاد

Richard Dawkins
“I can imagine some other world in which a conference of learned, and totally blind, bat-like creatures is flabbergasted to be told of animals called humans that are actually capable of using the newly discovered inaudible rays called "light" for finding their way about. These otherwise humble humans are almost totally deaf (well, they can hear after a fashion and even utter a few ponderously slow, deep drawling growls, but they only use these sounds for rudimentary purposes like communicating with each other; they don't seem capable of using them to detect even the most massive objects). They have, instead, highly specialized organs called "eyes" for exploiting "light" rays. The sun is the main source of light rays, and humans, remarkably, manage to exploit the complex echoes that bounce off objects when light rays from the sun hit them. They have an ingenious device called a "lens", whose shape appears to be mathematically calculated so that it bends these silent rays in such a way that there is an exact one-to-one mapping between objects in the world and an "image" on a sheet of cells called the "retina". Theses retinal cells are capable of, in some mysterious way, of rendering the light "audible" (one might say), and they relay their information to the brain. Our mathematicians have shown that it is theoretically possible, by doing the right highly complex calculations, to navigate safely through the world using these light rays, just as effectively as one can in the ordinary way using ultrasound -- in some respects even more effectively! But who would have thought that a humble human could do these calculations?”
Richard Dawkins, The Blind Watchmaker: Why the Evidence of Evolution Reveals a Universe Without Design

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