Muhammad Saad

“you will never understand
what you did
and for that,
i am sorry.

but it is no longer
my job
to tell you.”
― Catarine Hancock, how the words come

“I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”
― Augusten Burroughs, Dry

“God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear. And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“أبعد عني الحقد ؛ تلك النزعة المدمرة، ذلك السم الذي يدمر القلب والكبد. لا تجعلني أثأر في بيوتٍ أخرى، في ضمائر أخرى . أعطني القدرة على أن أنسى ، أن أستنكر ، أن أرفض الرد على الحقد بالحقد. اجعلني في مكانٍ آخر .”
― الطاهر بن جلون, تلك العتمة الباهرة