Hind H.

“They leave Omelas, they walk ahead into the darkness, and they do not come back. The place they go towards is a place even less imaginable to most of us than the city of happiness. I cannot describe it at all. It is possible that it does not exist. But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas

“ماتت دون أن يشعر بها أحد، ماتت كل يوم وكل ليلة، عشر سنوات تتنفس وتأكل وتشرب وهي ميتة، تكلم الناس وتمشي بينهم وهي ميتة، حتى أسلم جسدها روحه الميتة أخيرًا وكف عن التظاهر بالحياة.”
― جوخة الحارثي, Celestial Bodies

“What she feels for him is so deep, she aches. She supposes this is what people refer to when they say the pangs of love, as if your innermost joy cannot help but cause you anguish as well.”
― Alice Hoffman, Blue Diary

“They all know it is there, all the people of Omelas. Some of them have come to see it, others are content merely to know it is there. They all know that it has to be there. Some of them understand why, and some do not, but they all understand that their happiness, the beauty of their city, the tenderness of their friendships, the health of their children, the wisdom of their scholars, the skill of their makers, even the abundance of their harvest and the kindly weathers of their skies, depend wholly on this child's abominable misery.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas