Enas Khazaleh

“I learned that there is good in this world, if you look hard enough for it. I learned that not everyone is disappointing, including me, and that a 1,257-foot bump in the ground can feel higher than a bell tower if you’re standing next to the right person.”
― Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places

“she enetered the room and the entire crowd stopped, who was she? even in a million moons; you will never understand her, for she is to mysterious to presume and too wise to share her light to everyone. I wanted to love her, but i could tell, i wasnt the only one.”
― Nikki Rowe

“So the boy…the boy must die?” asked Snape quite calmly.
“And Voldemort himself must do it, Severus. That is essential.”
Another long silence. Then Snape said, “I thought…all these years…that we were protecting him for her. For Lily.”
“We have protected him because it has been essential to teach him, to raise him, to let him try his strength,” said Dumbledore, his eyes still tight shut. “Meanwhile, the connection between them grows ever stronger, a parasitic growth: Sometimes I have thought he suspects it himself. If I know him, he will have arranged matters so that when he does set out to meet his death, it will truly mean the end of Voldemort.”
Dumbledore opened his eyes. Snape looked horrified.
“You have kept him alive so that he can die at the right moment?”
“Don’t be shocked, Severus. How many men and women have you watched die?”
“Lately, only those whom I could not save,” said Snape. He stood up. “You have used me.”
“Meaning?”
“I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter--”
“But this is touching, Severus,” said Dumbledore seriously. “Have you grown to care for the boy, after all?”
“For him?” shouted Snape. “Expecto Patronum!”
From the tip of his wand burst the silver doe: She landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears.
“After all this time?”
“Always,” said Snape.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“ربما الواقع ليس بريئًا تمامًا ..
ولكن لعلك تدرك يومًا أن الذي يقتلك هو وهم صنعه خيالك
وأن ما يقضم قلبك وروحك هو الأشياء التي سمحت لها بذلك
وأن الآخرين لن يؤذوك إلا بالقدر الذي تسمح لهم به
أنت من يضع حدودًا للأشياء التي تؤثر بك
ولأن شخصًا بصدقك وهشاشتك ليس متوقعًا أن يتعامل جيدًا مع الحدود، فأدعو لك عسى أن تمتلئ حياتك بالطيبين .. النقية أرواحهم، من يحتضنون هشاشة روحك كجنين يحتاج للرعاية،
ويقابلون صدقك بصدقٍ مماثل
ولا يتخذون من ضعفك مبررًا لإيذائك

عساك لا تُخذل أبدًا, ولا تضيق روحك”
― عفاف الشاذلي