Assia Hk

“« Je gardais le silence ou grognais n’importe quoi ; – les mots ne me sortaient plus. Forcément, mon gosier n’était plus apte à former des sons mais exclusivement des pierres. Elles me harcelaient toutes cependant, comme elles harcelaient les autres hommes, ne sachant pas à quoi elles s’exposaient : j’étais prêt à vomir un torrent de pierres. »”
― Mohammed Dib, Qui se souvient de la mer (Minos t. 52)

“Sans la mer, sans les femmes, nous serions restés définitivement des orphelins ; elles nous couvrirent du sel de leur langue et cela, heureusement, préserva maints d’entre nous ! Il faudra le proclamer un jour publiquement.”
― Mohammed Dib, Qui se souvient de la mer (Minos t. 52)

“« "It’s so good to have friends from home, don’t you think so?"
“I haven’t lived there for a very long time.”
“It’s your roots that count.”
“Plants and trees have roots. People have legs. »”
― Susanna Jones, The Earthquake Bird

“The biggest mistake we make is that we build our homes in other people. We build those homes and we decorate them with the love and care and respect that makes us feel safe at the end of the day. We invest in other people, and we evaluate our self-worth based on how much those homes welcome us. But what many don’t realize is that when you build your home in other people, you give them the power to make you homeless. When those people walk away, those homes walk away with them, and all of a sudden, we feel empty because everything that we had within us, we put into them. We trusted someone else with pieces of us. The emptiness we feel doesn’t mean we have nothing to give, or that we have nothing within us. It’s just that we built our home in the wrong place.”
― Najwa Zebian, Welcome Home: A Guide to Building a Home for Your Soul