Yo había saltado desde el borde del acantilado y justo cuando estaba a punto de dar contra el fondo, ocurrió un hecho extraordinario: me enteré que había gente que me quería. Que le quieran a uno de e...
You were too young back then to understand how much you would later forget—and too locked in the present to realize that the person you were writing to was in fact your future self. So you put down th...
تتشكل في العقل مناطق مظلمة , وإذا لم تبذل ,جهداً متواصلاً لإستدعاء الأشياء التي اختفت, فسرعان ما ستضيع بالنسبة إليك إلى الأبد
صحيح أن باطن قدميك مثبّت على الأرض، لكن كل ما تبقى منك معرّض للهواء
ما من أمر باقٍ في توالد حياتنا سوى الموت؛ هذه هي الحقيقة التي لا يمكن تبسيطها، إننا فانون.
نحن دائماً موجودون في النهاية , دائماً نقف على حافة اللحظة الأخيرة , ولماذا ينبغي أن نتوقع أن نكون مختلفين الآن ؟
نعم، هناك أشياء كثيرة أشعر بالخجل منها. أحياناْ لا تبدو لي حياتي أكثر من سلسلة من الندامات، والانعطافات الخاطئة، والأخطاء التي لا تُغتَفَر. هذه هي المشكلة عندما تبدأ بالنظر إلى الوراء. إنكَ ترى نفسك ك...
I chanced upon these words from a letter by Van Gogh: Like everyone else, I feel the need of family and friendship, affection and friendly intercourse. I am not made of iron, like a hydrant or a lamp...
And that's finally all anyone wants out of a book- to be amused
And then one day the walls of your house finally collapse. If the door is still standing, however, all you have to do is walk through it,and you are back inside. It's pleasant sleeping out under the s...
But suddenly, after all this time, I feel there is something to say, and if I don'tquickly write it down, my head will burst. It doesn't matter if you read it. Itdoesn't even matter if I send it - ass...
Deep down, I don’t believe it takes any special talent for a person to lift himself off the ground and hover in the air. We all have it in us—every man, woman, and child—and with enough hard work and...
Escaping into a film is not like escaping into a book. Books force you to give something back to them, to exercise your intelligence and imagination, where as you can watch a film-and even enjoy it-in...
Every time Sachs posed for a picture, he was forced to impersonate himself, to play the game of pretending to be who he was. After a while, it must have had an effect on him. (…) They say that a camer...
Everything had changed for me, and words that I had never understood before suddenly began to make sense. This came as revelation, and when I finally had time to absorb it, I wondered how I had manage...
Guilt kept me going. It was impossible not to blame myself for what had happened, but even guilt was a comfort. It was a human feeling, a sign that I was still attached to the same world that other me...
He wonders if words aren't an essential element of sex, if talking isn't finally a more subtle form of touching, and if the images dancing in our heads aren't just as important as the bodies we hold i...
I have always been a plodder, a person who anguishes and struggles over each sentence, and even on my best days I do no more than inch along, crawling on my belly like a man lost in the desert. The sm...
Impossible, I realize, to enter another’s solitude. If it is true that we can ever come to know another human being, even to a small degree, it is only to the extent that he is willing to make himself...
Language, then, not simply as a list of separate things to be added up and whose sum total is equal to the world. Rather, language as it is laid out in the dictionary: an infinitely complex organism,...
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