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[meditador]

“Es inútil tratar de saber a dónde lleva el camino. Piensa sólo en el primer paso, lo demás vendrá.”

– Shams Tabrizi

[islam-reflections]

“Never have I dealt with anything more difficult than my own soul, which sometimes helps me and sometimes opposes me.”

— Imam Al Ghazali

[librosyfrases]

“Tal vez sea injusto, pero a veces lo que sucede en unos días, incluso en un único día, puede cambiar el curso de una vida.”

— Khaled Hosseini, Cometas en el cielo

[quotespile]

“He said that if culture is a house, then language was the key to the front door; to all the rooms inside. Without it, he said, you ended up wayward, without a proper home or a legitimate identity.”

— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed

[thebookquotes]

I simply can't relax. My mind is like a brook, always running, always seeking, always murmuring.

— Kahlil Gibran, in a letter to Mary Haskell, from Beloved Prophet: The Love Letters of Kahlil Gibran and Mary Haskell, and her private journal

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“The smell of wilting flowers and the rustling of trees transport you far away, to the place that lies beyond matter, to your final address in some part of nothingness.”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from The Humour of Eternity

[firstfullmoon]

“It’s autumn. We have the right to smell autumn’s fragrances and ask the night for a dream.”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from “We Have the Right to Love Autumn,” in Unfortunately, It Was Paradise: Selected Poems, tr. Carolyn Forché

[megairea]

“You do not know whether you live in autumn or whether it lives in you,”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from Poem X; In the Presence of Absence (tr. by Sinan Antoon), 2006

[honeyandelixir]

“Do not regret a war that ripened you just as August ripens pomegranates …”

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Mahmoud Darwish

In the Presence of Absence

[xshayarsha]

“Your presence is translucent, crystalline, I see gardens beyond it and am swept away to high wildernesses,”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from A River Dies of Thirst; Most and Least. 

[metaphorformetaphor]

“Did you smell the jasmine’s radiant blood and think of me then wait with me for a green-tailed bird that has no name?”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from “Low Sky,” The Butterfly’s Burden, tr. by Fady Joudah (Copper Canyon Press, 2006)

[thebookquotes]

Closing your eyes isn't going to change anything. Nothing's going to disappear just because you can't see what's going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That's the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won't make time stand still.

— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

[belle-indifference]

“Cuando estás contra un muro, echa raíces como un árbol, hasta que la claridad venga de fuentes más profundas para ver sobre ese muro y crecer.”

— —         Carl Jung

[thezeroquotes]

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

— Haruki Murakami

[belle-indifference]

“No es posible despertar a la conciencia sin dolor. La gente es capaz de hacer cualquier cosa, por absurda que parezca, para evitar enfrentarse a su propia alma. Nadie se ilumina fantaseando figuras de luz, sino haciendo consciente su oscuridad.”

— Carl Gustav Jung

[el-jujeniodeletras]

“Te escribiré horas y horas, aprenderé historias para contarte, inventaré nuevas palabras para decirte en todas: te quiero como a nadie.”

— Frida Kahlo. Carta a Josep Bartolí.

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