Emna

“في داخل كل إنسان وطن خاص به.. الإنسان لا ينتمي إلى رقعة.. الإنسان ينتمي إلى دواخله”
― أثير عبدالله النشمي, في ديسمبر تنتهي كل الأحلام

“People who read are hiders. They hide who they are. People who hide don’t always like who they are.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“وأعد أعد عروق اليد
فعروق يديك تسليني
وخيوط الشيب هنا وهنا
تنهي أعصابي تنهيني”
― نزار قباني, أحلى قصائدي

“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars