Ailouul

“Life was about forging time, not just passing time.”
― Neal Shusterman, Scythe

“هذي دمشق.. وهذي الكأس والراح
إني أحب... وبعـض الحـب ذباح
أنا الدمشقي.. لو شرحتم جسدي
لسـال منه عناقيـدٌ.. وتفـاح
و لو فتحـتم شراييني بمديتكـم
سمعتم في دمي أصوات من راحوا
زراعة القلب.. تشفي بعض من عشقو
وما لقلـبي –إذا أحببـت جـراح

This is Damascus... and this is a glass of spirit (comfort)
I am in love... but I am aware of the fact that certain kinds of love can slaughter you in wrath
I am a Damascene... if you dissect me into halves
You will have but grapes... and apples falling in your path
Open my veins with scalpels
Hear ancestral chants
If heart transplants... can cure some of the passionate
Why does mine stay torn in half then?”
― Nizar Qabbani

“We were not from the same place or the same community, but she understood me so well that with her, I had neither to explain nor conceal myself.”
― V.V. Ganeshananthan, Brotherless Night

“What does the name you call me mean?" I ask.
"Be'shmai?" he replies. "There . . . there is no adequate human word for it."
"What about inadequate words, then?"
His answer is very soft.
"Beloved.”
― Amie Kaufman, Aurora Rising