حتى متى

“It was too beautiful a night to sleep, so I put my head out to look and to think. I saw the moon come up and hang for a while over the mountain as if it were discouraged with the prospect, and the big white stars flirted shamelessly with the hills. I saw a coyote come trotting along and I felt sorry for him, having to hunt food in so barren a place, but when presently I heard the whirr of wings I felt sorry for the sage chickens he had disturbed. At length a cloud came up and I went to sleep, and next morning was covered several inches with snow.”
― Elinore Pruitt Stewart, Letters Of A Woman Homesteader: By Elinore Pruitt : Illustrated

“‏للإبل طباع صعبة مثل حياتنا. وفية إن أحبّت، ولكنها مزاجية، وتغور الإساءة فى قلبها ولا تسامح من يسئ إليها ♥️”
― سعود السنعوسي, ناقة صالحة

“Self-obsession, that treacherous time waster.”
― Woody Allen, Apropos of Nothing

“أحب من يجيئنى حرًا على هواه ♥️”
― سعود السنعوسي, ناقة صالحة