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“The more intelligent you become the more problems you'll have, Charlie.”

"I never new before that I was dumber than a mouse."

That hurts 😔.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell;
Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,
Yet grace must still look so.

Well done, Shakespeare 👏🏻❤️.

One should not discredit noble ideals because some of those who claim to embody them have fallen. The failure of individuals does not invalidate the value of what they once represented.

From this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand.

The flighty purpose never is o’ertook
Unless the deed go with it.

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"To be thus is nothing; but to be safely thus"

ليست العبرة في أن تكون ملكًا، بل العبرة في أن تكون آمنًا

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أما بالحقيقة فالحياة للكتاب تبدأ بعد موت مؤلفه، أو بالأغلب بعد وفاته بفترات، فأولئك الرجال التواقون يحاربون من أجل قصصهم وحتى بعد موتهم، لكن حينها فقط يترك الكتاب وحده، ويبدأ يستمد القوة من ضربات قلبه.

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أشعرُ أنني مُتطفِّلة على محادثات بين شخص وَشبح، بحيثُ أسمع حديث الشخص شِبه الضبابي وَردّه على كلام الشبح الذي لا وُجود له مِن زاويتي 🫠.

" إنك إن تلتمس رضى جميع الناس تلتمس ما لا يُدرك "

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«قد عرفناك باختيارك؛ إذ كان دليلًا على اللبيب اختيارُه.»

" أحبك ولو سامني حبك عذاب الآخرة. فإذا انصرفت عن هواك يومًا. فهنالك تعاودني الفوضى والظلمات."

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فِي مرحلة حاولتُ فيها أن أحبّ الرواية… لكنها مُملة حقًا :(

أتمنَّى أن تتحسَّن الرواية فِي الفصول المُتبقِّية 😔.

في الفصل الثالث، وَهِي مُملة للغاية.

أكرهُ الوصف والحوارات الاِجتماعية التي، شخصيًا، لا أرى أنَّها تحرِّك الأحداث.

حتَّى الآن الرواية لا تروقني.

أنطونيو: وماذا يقولُ العاجزون إذا ابتُلُوا؟
أروس: يقولون حُكمُ الله يا نفسُ فاصبري

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‏"بُنيَّ، ليسَ بالفتى إذا أحبَّ من عَجب،
مَن لم يُحبَّ لم يُؤدِّ للشباب ما وجب"

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" I wondered how many people there were in the world who suffered, and continued to suffer, because they could not break out from their own web of shyness and reserve, and in their blindness and folly built up a great distorted wall in front of them that hid the truth. "

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I became sure that Rebecca didn’t drown in the bay… she was killed! 🫢.

But… How? Why? Who?!

“ I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say. “

“ I believe there is a theory that men and women emerge finer and stronger after suffering, and that to advance in this or any world we must endure ordeal by fire. ”

"What of Art?’ she asked.
‘It is a malady.’2
‘Love?’
‘An illusion.’
‘Religion?’
‘The fashionable substitute for Belief.’
‘You are a sceptic.’
‘Never! Scepticism is the beginning of Faith.’
‘What are you?’
‘To define is to limit."

Chapter XI wasn’t what I expected.
But thisss!!

' A bitter laugh of mockery broke from the lips of the younger man. "You shall see it yourself, to-night!"

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