Aya Adel

“He possessed the power. He held it in his hand. A power stronger than the power of money or the power of terror or the power of death: the invincible power to command the love of mankind. There was only one thing that power could not do: it could not make him able to smell himself.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“وما كلُّ نفسٍ حينَ تَلْقَى حَبِيبَها
تُـسَرُّ، ولا كُلُّ الغـِيابِ يُضِيرُها”
― تميم البرغوثي

“Moonlight knew no colors and traced the contours of the terrain only very softly. It covered the land a dirty gray, strangling life all night long. This world molded in lead, where nothing moved but the wind that fell sometimes like a shadow over the gray forests, and where nothing lived but the scent of the naked earth, was the only world he accepted, for it was much like the world of his soul.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“قولي لعينكِ أن تنامَ مبكرا / فغداً سيوقظها الحنينُ لتسهرا”
― أحمد بخيت, جزيرة مسك