Nikos Kazantzakis Quotes

عديدة هي افراح هذا العالم النساء والفواكة والافكار

لو كنا نعرف ما تقوله الحجارة, والأزهار , والمطر ! لعلها تنادي , تنادينا ونحن لا نسمع .
متى ستنفتح آذان الناس ؟ متى ستتفتح أعيننا لنرى ؟ متى سنفتح الأذرع لنعانق الجميع , الحجارة والأزهار والمطر والبشر ؟

I wanted to offer a supreme model to the man who struggles; I wanted to show him that he must not fear pain, temptation or death — because all three can be conquered, all three have already been conquered.

What is love? It is not simply compassion, not simply kindness. In compassion there are two: the one who suffers and the one who feels compassion. In kindness there are two: the one who gives and the one who receives. But in love there is only one; the two join, unite, become inseparable. The 'I' and the 'you' vanish. To love means to lose oneself in the beloved.

متى أنزوي أخيرا في الوحدة ، بمفردى ، دون رفاق ، دون فرح أو حزن ، لايصحبنى سوى اليقين المقدسى بأن كل شيء ليس إلا حلما ؟ متى أعتزل فرحا مع أسمالي البالية – دون شهوات –فى الجبل؟

متى أختلى بعد أن أتبين أن جسدي ليس إلا مرضا و جريمة وشيخوخة و موتا، فى الغابة حرا ،دون خوف ،مليئا بالفرح؟ متى ؟ متى ؟

"Love responsibility. Say: "It is my duty, and mine alone, to save the earth. If it is not saved, then I alone am to blame." "Love each man according to his contribution in the struggle. Do not seek friends; seek comrades-in-arms.

My soul comes from better worlds and I have an incurable homesickness of the stars.

تخلصت من الوطن ، تخلصت من الكاهن ، تخلصت من الماء . إنني أغربل نفسي . كلما تقدم بي العمر ، غربلت نفسي أكثر . إنني أتطهر ، كيف أقول لك ؟ إنني أتحرر ، إنني أصبح إِنساناً

It is not you talking. Nor is it your race only which shouts within you, for all the innumerable races of mankind shout and rush within you: white, yellow, black. Free yourself from race also; fight to live through the whole struggle of man.

When an almond tree became covered with blossoms in the heart of winter, all the trees around it began to jeer. 'What vanity,' they screamed, 'what insolence! Just think, it believes it can bring spring in this way!' The flowers of the almond tree blushed for shame. 'Forgive me, my sisters,' said the tree. 'I swear I did not want to blossom, but suddenly I felt a warm springtime breeze in my heart.

السعادة هي أن تؤدي واجبك ، وكلّما
كان الواجب أصعب ، كانت السعادة أعظم.

But then I was young, and to be young means to undertake to demolish the world and to have the gall to wish to erect a new and better one in its place.