Tuqa Saqr

“The people we love get under our skin and crawl through our veins and fine their way into our heart. They choke up our blood flow and mess up our breathing and tangle themselves through our bodies like wire. Like razors, like fire.
We remember them even when we don't remember them.
We try and forget, but it's pointless.
Even amnesia. Even comas and brain damage and traumatic shock.
Whatever makes us not remember, we still remember.
Our minds flounder like fish but our bodies...
Our bodies remember.”
― Katrina Leno, The Half Life of Molly Pierce

“Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence.”
― Sholem Asch

“so here i sit. a sum of the parts. about a third way down this wonderful path, so to speak. and i've been thinking lately about a friendship that fell apart with time, with distance, and with the misunderstanding of youth. i'm trying not to confuse sadness with regret. not the easiest thing at times. i dont regret that certain things happened. i understand that perhaps i had a choice in the matter, or perhaps i believe in fate. probably not, but so far actions as small as the quickest glance to events as monumental as death have pushed me slowly along to right here, right now. there was no other way to get here. the meandering and erratic path was actually the straightest of lines. take away a handful of angry words, things once thought of as mistakes or regrets, and i'm suddenly a different person with a different history, a different future. that, i would regret. so here i sit. thinking about a person i once called my best friends. a man who might be full of sadness and regret, who might not give a damn, or who might, just might, remember the future and realize that's where its at.”
― chris wright

“-سحبت شفتها السفلى إلى الداخل كعادتها عندما تفكر, قبل أن تلتفت ناحيتي مرة أخرى, وتقول:
-أتدري ؟ عندي أمنية ...
ابتسمت لها باستفهام, فتابعت كلامها بانبهار طفولي :
- أن أحمل منك, وألد في السماء !”
― محمد حسن علوان, صوفيا