فاطمه مهرآوران

“Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss:
Ah! do not, when my heart hath ‘scaped this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquered woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have done their spite,
But in the onset come: so shall I taste
At first the very worst of fortune’s might;
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.”
― William Shakespeare

“مهم نیست پل ها را
از کدام سویِ رودِ بزرگ بنا می کنند
ما به آب خواهیم زد
ما
از پرده هایِ تو در تویِ این تقدیرِ مزخرف
عبور خواهیم کرد”
― سید علی صالحی

“کوه از نخستین سنگ آغاز می شود و انسان از نخستین درد”
― احمد شاملو

“راست است که صاحبان دل های حساس نمی میرند...بی هنگام ناپدید میشوند”
― احمد شاملو / Ahmad Shamloo