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""إننا نتوهم أن الاعتراف بفقدان السيطرة يعني الاستسلام للمرض، والانهزام أمام الإدمان، ولا ندري أن ما ظنناه خسارتنا وهزيمتنا هو أساس انتصارنا وتعافينا، وأن تلك الحقيقة التي طالما أنكرناها وأبينا مواجهتها هي ما ستحررنا إن آمنا بها، وتلبسناها وتشربتها قلوبنا
نعم، إننا بلا قوة أمام الإدمان، لا حول لنا حياله لا قرار يمكنه أن ينتشلنا، ولا خطة ذاتية يمكنها أن تنتزعنا من براثنه، إننا مغلوبون مهزومون وعجزة أمام الإدمان"" — Oct 09, 2024 12:18AM
""إننا نتوهم أن الاعتراف بفقدان السيطرة يعني الاستسلام للمرض، والانهزام أمام الإدمان، ولا ندري أن ما ظنناه خسارتنا وهزيمتنا هو أساس انتصارنا وتعافينا، وأن تلك الحقيقة التي طالما أنكرناها وأبينا مواجهتها هي ما ستحررنا إن آمنا بها، وتلبسناها وتشربتها قلوبنا
نعم، إننا بلا قوة أمام الإدمان، لا حول لنا حياله لا قرار يمكنه أن ينتشلنا، ولا خطة ذاتية يمكنها أن تنتزعنا من براثنه، إننا مغلوبون مهزومون وعجزة أمام الإدمان"" — Oct 09, 2024 12:18AM
“The best way out is always through.”
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“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
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“Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.”
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“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
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“The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
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