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William Wordsworth
“There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;—
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

The rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the rose;
The moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare;
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where’er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.”
William Wordsworth, Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood

Mahmoud Darwish
“هل كان علينا أن نسقط من عُلُوّ شاهق، ونرى دمنا على أيدينا...
لنُدْرك أننا لسنا ملائكة.. كما كنا نظن؟

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وهل كان علينا أيضاً أن نكشف عن عوراتنا أمام الملأ، كي لا تبقى حقيقتنا عذراء؟
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كم كَذَبنا حين قلنا: نحن استثناء!
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أن تصدِّق نفسك أسوأُ من أن تكذب على غيرك!
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أن نكون ودودين مع مَنْ يكرهوننا، وقساةً مع مَنْ يحبّونَنا - تلك هي دُونيّة المُتعالي، وغطرسة الوضيع!”
محمود درويش

غابرييل غارسيا ماركيز
“أنا أعتقد أن من يقرأ رواية أكثر حرية ممن يشاهد فيلما”
غابرييل غارسيا ماركيز, نزوة القص المباركة

Kahlil Gibran
“وبين عبوسة النمر وابتسامة الذئب يفنى القطيع”
جبران خليل جبران, الأرواح المتمردة

William Wordsworth
“There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;—
Turn wheresoe’er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.


—But there’s a tree, of many, one,
A single field which I have look’d upon,
Both of them speak of something that is gone:
The pansy at my feet
Doth the same tale repeat:
Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?”
William Wordsworth, Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood

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