“jo aana chaho hazar rastey, na aana chaho to uzr hazaron.........'','mijaz brhm', 'taveel rasta',' barasti barish',' kharab mosam',............”

“As a Cambion, balance is paramount. Never lose control, never allow emotions to run wild, and never, ever forget who you are and what lives within you. Such discipline requires a sound mind, a thick skin, and a high tolerance for all things weird, because one wrong move and it’s over. No matter how tempting it is at first, in the end, there’s nothing more tragic, more excruciating than losing yourself.Well, except maybe high school.”

“You'll only realize the worth of something when you'll have it no more in your life !”

“Eyebeam: What do you mean, I have “male answer syndrome”?Sally: It’s the compulsion to provide an answer to any question, even if it means resorting to pure speculation.Eyebeam: I knew that…Sally: It’s a very widespread phenomenon.Beth: I wonder what causes it?Eyebeam: Cause? Well, society has chosen male role models who always exhibit total control… If a male says “I don’t know”, he’s admitting to conversational helplessness and failing to live up to that societal standard…Sally: Pretty pitiful, huh?Eyebeam: Damn!Beth: …And I always thought they learned it all in “shop”.”

“أُرحِّبْ بك في بيتك القديم وأنا اليك الزائر الغريب ، لا تنتقد جرأتي.. الستُ من دعوتني”

“I don't know why we stopped reading together, but gradually we were not doing it regularly, and then without realizing it was happening we were reading different books, and gradually we came not to care about the book the other one was reading, because it was not the book we were reading, and we became bored and drifted off when the other one talked about his book. What we were doing, reading different books, was furnishing different rooms, constructing separate worlds almost, in which we could sit and be ourselves again. Of course those were rooms in which we each sat alone, and we gradually spent more and more time in them and less and less in the house we lived in together.”

“All I’m arguing for really is that we should have a conversation where the best ideas really thrive, where there’s no taboo against criticizing bad ideas, and where everyone who shows up, in order to get their ideas entertained, has to meet some obvious burdens of intellectual rigor and self-criticism and honesty—and when people fail to do that, we are free to stop listening to them. What religion has had up until this moment is a different set of rules that apply only to it, which is you have to respect my religious certainty even though I’m telling you I arrived at it irrationally.”