Raya

“ياللسخرية .. الإنسان لمجرد أنه خلق عند خط الاستواء ،بعض المجانين يعتبرونه عبداً وبعضهم يعتبره إلهاً .أين الاعتدال؟! أين الاستواء
؟!”
― الطيب صالح, موسم الهجرة إلى الشمال

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.

It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“أنا يا هيبا أنت ، وأنا هم. تراني حاضراً حيثما أردت ، أو أرادوا. فأنا حاضر دوماً لرفع الوزر ، ودفع الإصر ، وتبرئة كل مدان. أنا الإرادة والمريد والمراد ، وأنا خادم العباد ، ومثير العباد إلى مطاردة خيوط أوهامهم.”
― يوسف زيدان, عزازيل

“She burned too bright for this world.”
― Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights