Soraya

“Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.”
― Alfred Tennyson, Maud, and other poems

“There is no perfection only life”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“عمر الكبرياء عندي
اطول من عمر الحب
ودوما كبريائي
يشيع حبي الى قبره”
― غادة السمان

“No, my dog used to gaze at me,
paying me the attention I need,
the attention required
to make a vain person like me understand
that, being a dog, he was wasting time,
but, with those eyes so much purer than mine,
he’d keep on gazing at me
with a look that reserved for me alone
all his sweet and shaggy life,
always near me, never troubling me,
and asking nothing.”
― Pablo Neruda