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But look at all these poor people, comrade, they do not hear the roar of the wave coming from the depths of the desertThey do not see the masked knights carrying the flood on the forelocks of their horses to throw it at them...

What is the secret of these strangers?Those we meet in crowds, our hearts are cheerfulIt's like they're calling them by nameWhere did we live with them?In which countries were they representing the other half of us?And behind any walls, we owed them a warm tale heroism?..

It is the immortal story of Victor Hugo that Tolstoy said is the greatest human story in the world..It has been translated into all living languages, and translated into Arabic several times.It is still considered to this day the most famous novel in the history of literature as a whole. People have..

No.. you'll never be sure you're picking the right thing, nobody really knows what's the right thing, but you can allow yourself to explore different things and stop seeing it as a bad thing, it's okay to explore different paths, the situation requires us to be Experts at one thing, but... what if y..

It goes without saying that if you don't have a proper way of expressing your thoughts and feelings to each other,And a way to talk and to listen to each other, then eventually everything will fall apart.In order to have a successful marriage, you must make yourself an expert in communication.You sh..

Have you ever sat down and thought about what I've become?I think a more constructive way of thinking isTo think “what am I not yet?”For all those who are feeling down in their pathInstead of high morale, I'd like to say I understand you,I went through cases in which I was close to death, and I was ..

Dear "I", you may not be happy now, and you may think that you are watching your life repeat in front of you, but in any case you cannot give up, you did not give up before, so why would you do that now? Yes, you suffered so much before that you need not be defeated now!Nothing stands between you an..

How beautiful to spend a night with someone you don't know and doesn't know you. A table and two seats gather you together and talk about your lost faces and your new faces that don't suit you. What if you open to him the box of your secrets and share it with you? You live in it for rent, and before..

I don't know exactly if my father made a mistake when he called me Fahd!!Should he have called me lost?It has come back!Yes, I lost back to the one I loved..who compelled us to write,They don't read anything to us..

There are (things) scatteredI didn't learn it from school, but I learned it from lifeI wish I had written it on the neighbors' wallsIn that white timeWhen a piece of charcoal was my favorite penThe walls were delicious as a pamphletWhen I had a grandfatherI had more friendsAnd my dreams are more.. a..

A book between its pages.. each of you must find himself...In a letter.. a word.. or a line..And when he finds it, I am sure he will read the same page two, three or more times...In this book I found myself a lot...I found my heart a lot.. and my soul a lot..In this book, the absent attended.. the d..

I'm fine after youMy heart did not turn into a trivial pump because you left it, and my blood is fine since it stopped carrying you and running with you throughout my body and my arteries do not ask about you when my blood crosses it and I am not in it..And my cells didn't say to my blood: I don't n..