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“ليست التجربة ما يحدث للمرء ، بل هي ما يفعله المرء بالذي يحدث له”
― هكسلي

“إن مرض أوروبا أنها تزعم أنها تعرف كل شيء،لكنها لا تعرف كل شيء، يجب أ أقول ذلك”
― ألبير كامو

“أتحدثني عن يوم الحساب الأخير ؟ اسمح لي بأن أضحك باحترام ، و سأنتظر ذلك اليوم بصبر ، لأنني عرفت ماهو أسوأ منه .. حساب البشر ، سأخبرك بسر كبير يا صديقي العزيز .. لا تنتظر يوم الحساب الأخير ، إنه يحدث في كل يوم ”
― ألبير كامو

“What is good? - All that heightens the feelings of power, the will to power, power itself in man. What is bad? - All that proceeds from weakness. What is happiness? - The feeling that power increases - that a resistance is overcome.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“ما لي أكتِّمُ حبًّا بَرى جسدي ..”
― المتنبي

“I have forgotten my umbrella. ”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“The city seems to be a labyrinth that can be ordered. The world is an infinite series of curvatures or inflections, and the entire world is enclosed in the soul from one point of view.”
― Gilles Deleuze, The Fold: Leibniz and the Baroque

“There is always another breath in my breath, another thought in my thought, another possession in what I possess, a thousand things and a thousand beings implicated in my complications: every true thought is an aggression.”
― Gilles Deleuze, The Logic of Sense

“It is the task of radical thought, since the world is given to us in unintelligibility, to make it more unintelligible, more enigmatic, more fabulous.”
― Jean Baudrillard

“A critique is not a matter of saying that things are not right as they are. It is a matter of pointing out on what kinds of assumptions, what kinds of familiar, unchallenged, unconsidered modes of thought the practices that we accept rest.”
― Michel Foucault

“هؤلاء نساء فلاندرز
ينتظرن الضّائعين،
ينتظرنَ الضّائعين الذين أبداً لنْ يُغادروا الميناء،
ينتظرن الضّائعين الّذين أبداً لن يجيء بهم القطار
إلى أحضان هؤلاء النّسوة، ذوات الوجوه الميتة،
ينتظرن الضّائعين الّذين يرقدون موتى في الخندق والحاجز والطّين في ظلام الليل.
هذه محطّة تشارنغ كروس. السّاعة جاوزت الواحدة.
ثمّة ضوء ضئيل
ثمّة ألم عظيم".”
― Ford Madox Ford, Antwerp

“So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself for their sakes? Food was pleasant, the sun was hot; and this killing oneself, how does one set about it, with a table knife, uglily, with floods of blood,--by sucking a gaspipe? He was too weak; he could scarcely raise his hand. Besides, now that he was quite alone, condemned, deserted, as those we are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know. Holmes had won of course, the brute with the red nostrils had won. But even Holmes himself could not touch this last relic straying on the edge of the world, this outcast, who gazed back at the inhabited regions, who lay, like a drowned sailor, on the shore of the world.”
― Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

“Psychoanalysis has taught that the dead – a dead parent, for example – can be more alive for us, more powerful, more scary, than the living. It is the question of ghosts.”
― Jaques Derrida