Ali Yousif

“الحب كالحمى يحل ويرحل دون ان يكون للارادة فيه اي دخل”
― ستاندال

“In place of hope all that remained to him was endurance, and somewhere beyond the long sequence of nights, beyond the orchards that faded, blossomed, and perished once more, beyond all the people he had encountered and who had then passed on into the past, there existed his fated day-when he would have to take to his bed, turn his face to the wall, and pass away without being able to cry.”
― Andrei Platonov, The Foundation Pit

“لماذا أطلقت على نفسك عبارة "أخوك الذي لا قيمة أو أهمية له " ربما تكون أدرتك ضالتك ولكن أمام الرب وربما أمام الجمال والذكاء والطبيعة، ولكن ليس أمام البشر. فأمام الرجال يجب أن تشعر بسمو منزلتك.”
― Anton Chekhov, رسائل إلى العائلة

“You examine me, Miss Eyre", said he. "Do you think me handsome?"
I should have deliberated, have replied to this question by something conventionally vague and polite; but the answer somehow slipped from my tongue before I was aware: "No, sir.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre