Chi cerca l'infinito non ha che da chiudere gli occhi. - Milan Kundera

"what's the matter?" he asked
"nothing"
"what do you want me to do for you?"
"i want you to be old. ten years older. twenty years older"
what she meant was: i want you to be weak. as weak as i am.

I'd never recited poetry to anyone before; I've never done it since. I have a highly sensitive, built-in fuse mechanism that keeps me from opening up too far, from revealing my feelings, and reciting poetry makes me feel as though I'm talking about my feelings and standing on one leg at the same time.

أجل، كان مستعدًا لتذويب كل عيوبها فى محلول حبّه، لكن بشرط واحد هو : أن تتمدد هى نفسها باستسلام فى هذا المحلول، وألا تفكر قط فى مغادرة حوض الحب هذا، وأن تظل دائمًا مغمورة تمامًا تحت سطح أفكاره وكلامه. أن تظل مغمورة فى عالمه، وألا ترتاد أى بقعة من جسدها وروحها أىّ عالم آخـر !