حياة اخترتها إيماناً منى بأن الحب ينتصر على كل شئ ،ليس صحيحاً . أحياناً يرمى بنا الحب إلى الهاوية ،ولزيادة الطين بلّة ،يرمى معنا من نحبهم

I am tired of myself to-night. I should like to be somebody else.

Objects we ardently pursue bring little happiness when gained; most of our pleasures come from unexpected sources.

It has thrown off its disguise as a meal and has revealed itself to me for what it is, a large dead bird. I'm eating a wing. It's the wing of a tame turkey, the stupidest bird in the world, so stupid it can't even fly any more. I am eating lost flight.

Written By Margaret Atwood

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