"I used to walk into a room full of people and wonder if they liked me… now I look around and wonder if I like them."
"When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own."
— Sputnik Sweetheart (Haruki Murakami)
"The sign of a beautiful person is that they always see beauty in others."
— Omar Suleiman (via bl-ossomed)
"I wish I could share my secrets with anyone.
I wish I could trust anyone."
— M. (via m-online)
"Nothing proves that you love someone more than mentioning them in your prayers."
— (via 18111181)
My father’s brother, Ismail al-Ghoul, 60, was not a member of Hamas. His wife, Khadra, 62, was not a militant of Hamas. Their sons, Wael, 35, and Mohammed, 32, were not combatants for Hamas. Their daughters, Hanadi, 28, and Asmaa, 22, were not operatives for Hamas, nor were my cousin Wael’s children, Ismail, 11, Malak, 5, and baby Mustafa, only 24 days old, members of Islamic Jihad, the Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine or Fatah. Yet, they all died in the Israeli shelling that targeted their home at 6:20 a.m. on Sunday morning.
If it is Hamas that you hate, let me tell you that the people you are killing have nothing to do with Hamas. They are women, children, men and senior citizens whose only concern was for the war to end, so they can return to their lives and daily routines.
But let me assure you that you have now created thousands — no, millions — of Hamas loyalists, for we all become Hamas if Hamas, to you, is women, children and innocent families. If Hamas, in your eyes, is ordinary civilians and families, then I am Hamas, they are Hamas and we are all Hamas.
Now, the house and its future memories have been laid to waste, its children taken to early graves. Homes and recollections bombed into oblivion, their inhabitants homeless and lost, just as their camp always had been.
Never ask me about peace again."
"[W]hat happened [is happening] to the Palestinians is a particularly egregious case… To this day 55 percent of the Palestinian population does not live on the West Bank and in Gaza, they live elsewhere; refugees, stateless, in Lebanon, 400,000, in Syria, 800,000, in Jordan, 1,000,000, and in American, Europe, scattered everywhere. They have a very strong sense of attachment to Palestine yet confronted with an enemy, Israel, that has (a) done this to them, (b) has entitled the whole Jewish people the right to return to Palestine, or Israel, and become citizens through the law of return, something that is denied to the Palestinians who where born there. Somebody born in Poland or France or New York can become an Israeli citizen if he or she has a Jewish mother and can qualify as a Jew. Whereas Palestinians live as refugees in camps ten miles away, are not allowed to be citizens, have to be second-class in their country of birth and their place of origin… I don’t believe that there can ever be reconciliation until there’s a recognition by Israelis of what they have done and their society has cost another people."
— Edward Said | Power, Politics, & Culture: Interviews with Edward Said (via america-wakiewakie)
"Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are"
— Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance (via sunfluwers)
"I think that’s what scares me: the randomness of everything. That the people who could be important to you might just pass you by. Or you pass them by. How do you know?"
— Peter Cameron, Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You (via avvfvl)