"I Want To Be That Faintest, Almost Unnoticeable Ray Of Sunshine That Falls On That Faintest, Almost

"I want to be that faintest, almost unnoticeable ray of sunshine that falls on that faintest, almost faded, petal of the faintest flower in the backyard garden. Little triumphs in life, that's all I'm asking for."

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"My life is tears

and a fond heart،

longing, a book of poetry and a lute."

_A Life by Fudwa Tuqan_

"حياتي دموع

وقلب ولوع،

وشوق ، وديوان شعر ، وعود."

_حياة لفدوى الطوقان_

(Artwork Night Fall by Quang Ho.)

If their presence does not heal you or support you, then their absence will neither hurt you, nor drag you down.

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"Nervous states of the worst sort control me without pause. Everything that is not literature bores me and I hate it. I lack all aptitude for family life except, at best, as an observer. I have no family feeling and visitors make me almost feel as though I were maliciously being attacked."

_Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923_

(Artwork by D.B Horowitz.)

Groping lovers:

You look at me

And I at you,

Your eyes wear an incomprehensible language

And mine are devoid of all language.

I do not understand you

But I feel you.

You do not feel me

But you understand me.

We look further, farther into each other

We unearth moments, details and memories,

It's hopeless, we taste the dust that remains.

And still the wall of silence between us

Is mightier than ever,

Yet our hunger for communication

For connection is mightier for ever.

Perhaps we cannot read each other

Perhaps the silence and all language

Is not enough to contain the way of love

We birthed for each other.

Perhaps we should part ways

And look somewhere else

into someone else

And there maybe we might find each other

Again.

But we must promise to cling into each other,

Mustn't we!

Or perhaps, let's be honest for once and ever,

That there's no perhaps for is in this life.

Let's turn back, hunch our backs in sorrow,

Look away.

Although we are meant to grope somewhere else,

I will always look for you

Anywhere

Anytime

For you are my someone and I am yours

And the way of love we birthed for each other

Is as otherworldly as ever.

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(Artwork by Carmackart.)

"Travel is very useful, it exercises the imagination. All the rest is disappointment and fatigue. Our own journey is entirely imaginary. That is its strength.

(Artwork by Emile Friant.)

It goes from life to death. People, animals, cities, things, all are imagined. It’s a novel, simply a fictitious narrative. Littré* says so, and he's never wrong.

(Artwork by Róbert Béreny.)

And besides, in the first place, anyone can do as much. You just need to close your eyes.

(Artwork by Róbert Béreny.)

It's on the other side of life.

(Artwork by Ehsan Safavie.)

_Quote by French author Ferdinand Louis Céline from Journey To The End Of The Night_