ريما

“This is like coming home, like coming home after years away among Trojans and Lestrygonians, like coming home to a place where everyone is like you, where people know, they just know—coming home as when everything falls into place and you suddenly realize that for seventeen years all you’d been doing was fiddling with the wrong combination.”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“ستوجد المرأة يوماً ما، في زمنٍ لا يعني فيه اسمها شيئاً عكس الذكورة وحسب، بل شيئاً خاصاً بنفسه، شيئاً يُفكَّر فيه ويوصَف بكلماتٍ لا تهدف إلى التحديد والشمول، بل إلى الحياة والوجود”
― راينر ماريا ريلكه

“We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything – what a waste! (…) How you live your life is your business. But remember, our hearts and bodies are given to us only once. Most of us can’t help but live as though we got two lives, one is the mockup, the other the finished version. But there’s only one and before you know it, your heart is worn out. Right now there’s sorrow. I don’t envy the pain. But I envy you the pain.”
― André Aciman, Call Me By Your Name

“ربما أود أن أنصحك أيضا أن تنمو في مسار تطورك بهدوء وجدية؛ إذ لا يمكنك أن تعرقله بأكثر من أن تنظر إلى خارجك، وأن تنتظر إجابات تأتيك من الخارج عن أسئلة ربما لا يمكن أن يقدمها لك سوى إحساسك العميق في أكثر ساعاتك سکونًا.”
― راينر ماريا ريلكه, Letters to a Young Poet