Mahmoud

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“وعشت العمر بلا صديق.”
― Naguib Mahfouz, السراب

“I sat on the bed. I looked at the Rorschach blot. I tried to make it look like a spreading tree, shadows pooled beneath it, but it didn't. It looked more like a dead cat I once found, the fat, glistening grubs writhing blindly, squirming over each other, frantically tunneling away from the light. But even that isn't the real horror. The horror is this: in the end, it is simply a picture of empty meaningless blackness.”
― Alan Moore, Watchmen

“Why do I fall in love with every woman I see that shows me the least bit of attention?”
― Charlie Kaufman, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: The Shooting Script