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عشرون عاماً .. يا كتاب الهوى

ولم أزل في الصفحة الأولى!”
― نزار قباني, الرسم بالكلمات

“No one expected me. Everything awaited me.”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids

“Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids

“Everything distracted me, but most of all myself.”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids

“We went our separate ways, but within walking distance of one another.”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids

“For life is the best thing we have in this existence. And if we should desire to believe in something, it should be a beacon within. This beacon being the sun, sea, and sky, our children, our work, our companions and, most simply put, the embodiment of love.”
― Patti Smith

“I immersed myself in books and rock 'n' roll, the adolescent salvation ...”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids

“Now, I can tell you about some women writers who truly are fantastic. One is Anna Kavan. She writes stories like I approach "Land of a Thousand Dances": she's caught in a haze and then a light, a little teeny light, come through. It could be a leopard, that light, or it could be a spot of blood. It could be anything. But she hooks onto that and spirals out. And she does it within the accessible rhythms of plot, and that's really exciting. She's not hung up with being a woman, she just keeps extending herself, keeps telescoping language and plot.

Another great woman writer is Iris Sarazan, who wrote The Runaway. She considered herself a mare, a wild runaway. She was a really intelligent girl stuck in all these convents with a hungry mind. I identify with her 'cause of her hunger to go beyond herself. She wound up in prison, but she escaped and wrote some great books before kicking off. Her books aren't page after page of her beating her breast about how shitty she's been treated, they're books about her exciting telescoping plans of escape. Rhythm, great wild rhythm....

The French poet, Rimbaud, predicted that the next great crop of writers would be women. He was the first guy who ever made a big women's liberation statement, saying that when women release themselves from the long servitude of men they're really gonna gush. New rhythms, new poetries, new horrors, new beauties. And I believe in that completely. (1976 Penthouse interview)”
― Patti Smith

“I’m sure I could write endlessly about nothing. If only I had nothing to say.”
― Patti Smith, M Train: A Memoir

“I had read it some time ago but was so completely immersed that I retained nothing. This has been an intermittent, lifelong enigma. Through early adolescence I sat and read for hours in a small grove of weed trees near the railroad track in Germantown. Like Gumby I would enter a book wholeheartedly and sometimes venture so deeply it was as if I were living within it. I finished many books in such a manner there, closing the covers ecstatically yet having no memory of the content by the time I returned home. This disturbed me but I kept this strange affliction to myself. I look at the covers of such books and their contents remain a mystery that I cannot bring myself to solve. Certain books I loved and lived within yet cannot remember.”
― Patti Smith, M Train

“Got to lose control before you take control.”
― Patti Smith

“Anxious for some permanency, I guess I needed to be reminded how temporal permanency is.”
― Patti Smith, M Train: A Memoir

“Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy, Can't you show me nothing but surrender?”
― patti smith

“Edie Sedgwick (1943-1971)

I don't know how she did it. Fire
She was shaking all over. It took
her hours to put her make-up on.
But she did it. Even the false eye-lashes.
She ordered gin with triple
limes. Then a limosine. Everyone
knew she was the real heroine of
Blonde on Blonde.
oh it isn't fair
oh it isn't fair
how her ermine hair
turned men around
she was white on white
so blonde on blonde
and her long long legs
how I used to beg
to dance with her
but I never had
a chance with her
oh it isn't fair
how her ermine hair
used to swing so nice
used to cut the air
how all the men
used to dance with her
I never got a chance with her
though I really asked her
down deep
where you do
really dream
in the mind
reading love
I'd get
inside
her move
and we'd
turn around
and she'd
turn around
and turn the head
of everyone in town
her shaking shaking
glittering bones
second blonde child
after brian jones
oh it isn't fair

how I dreamed of her
and she slept
and she slept
forever
and I'll never dance
with her no never
she broke down
like a baby
like a baby girl
like a lady
with ermine hair
oh it isn't fair
and I'd like to see
her rise again
her white white bones
with baby brian jones
baby brian jones
like blushing
baby dolls”
― Patti Smith, Seventh Heaven

“I hate being confined, especially when it's for my own good.”
― Patti Smith, M Train

“ I have smoothed the hem of the robe of Parsifal.
Watched Giotto's sheep wander from a fresco.
Prayed before holy icons unveiled, surviving time.
Held shavings swept from the hut of Geppetto.
Unzipped a body bag and beheld the face of my brother.
Witnessed the acolyte scatter petals over a dying poet.
I saw the smoke of incense form the shape of my days.
I saw my love return to God.
I saw things as they are.”
― Patti Smith, M Train

“Turn and face the strange changes.”
― David Bowie, Changes Sheet Music

“Speak in extremes, it'll save you time. ”
― David Bowie

“Tomorrow belongs to those who can hear it coming”
― David Bowie

“If it works, it's out of date.”
― David Bowie

“Don't let me hear you say life takes you nowhere, angel.

- Golden Years”
― David Bowie

“Look up here, I'm in heaven!
I've got scars that can't be seen
I've got drama, can't be stolen,
Everybody knows me now
(...)
This way or no way
You know I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Now, ain't that just like me?

- Lazarus”
― David Bowie

“You would think that a rock star being married to a super-model would be one of the greatest things in the world. It is.”
― David Bowie

“No more free steps to heaven.

- It's No Game”
― David Bowie

“It's not the side-effects of the cocaine - I'm thinking that it must be love.

It's too late to be grateful,
It's too late to be hateful,
It's too late to be late again,
The European canon is here.

- Station to Station”
― David Bowie

“Sing loud for the sunshine. Pray hard for the rain.”
― Led Zeppelin

“As it was, then again it will be; though the course may change sometimes, rivers always lead to the sea.”
― Led Zeppelin

“Many times I've lied, many times I've listened, many times I've wondered how much there is to know.”
― Led Zeppelin

“قررت ان امسك نفسي..ألا اصرخ. ألا أكون عصبيا. قررت ألا تكون لي اعصاب.
قررت أن أكون مثل بيت انقطعت منه أسلاك النور والراديو والتليفون.
وحتى عندما تسرى الكهرباء في هذه الأسلاك يجب أن تكون فلسفتي هي: ودن من طين والودن الثانيه من طين ايضا.
لماذا؟ لأنه لافائده من الصراخ لافائده من الثوره.. فأنا لااستطيع أن اصلح الدنيا حولي. ولا أستطيع أن أغير طباع الناس كي تعجبني .
يجب أن اتغير أنا. لالكي أعجب الناس، ولكن لكي أعيش مع الناس، حتى لا أصطدم بالناس.. أو على الأقل لكي استريح..
وأقسمت بيني وبين نفسي أن تكون هذه هي فلسفتي اليوم فقط.. واليوم على سبيل التجربه.”
― أنيس منصور, حول العالم في 200 يوم

“Its so hard to talk when you want to kill yourself. That's above and beyond everything else, and it's not a mental complaint-it's a physical thing, like it's physically hard to open your mouth and make the words come out. They don't come out smooth and in conjunction with your brain the way normal people's words do; they come out in chunks as if from a crushed-ice dispenser; you stumble on them as they gather behind your lower lip. So you just keep quiet.”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story