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{Quotes:Nitya prakash/Richard siken ,crush}

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to be a comfort to you, if only a small comfort, that would be my joy.

franz kafka , 1914

picture credit : @mistyhasleftthebuilding

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Grief is the only proof that I love and I love well. Love and grief are actually intertwined with each other and as "Akif Kichloo" once wrote, "the opposite of grief is not laughter or happiness or joy. It is love. It is love. It is love."

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May Sarton, "Of Grief", Selected Poems

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قال رسول الله ﷺ :

«لا تحقرن من المعروف شيئا، ولو أن تلقى أخاك بوجه طلق».【مسلم: ح/ ٢٦٢٦】

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من حياء المؤمن أنه لا يحرج أحدًا، لا يخجله، لا يضعه في زاوية ضيقة!

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i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever

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— unknown (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

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Separation, W. S. Merwin

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"what lasts longer than love?"

"loss."

- vesmir

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There’s a word in Armenian — արևահամ (arevaham) — that has no direct equivalent in English, yet it carries the warmth of an entire season, both in nature and in one's life.

It’s made of two roots: արև (arev), meaning "sun", and համ (ham), meaning "taste" or "flavor". Together, they form a word that means "sun-flavored", but it’s much more than that. It's a poetic way of describing something that’s been touched, ripened, or enriched by the sun, and carries "the taste", the warmth of the sun within itself.

As Charents wrote: "I love the sun-flavored (arevaham) word of my sweet Armenia."

Alongside արևահամ (“sun-flavored”), we have another luminous word: արևաբույր (arevabuyr). It means “sun-scented”. It is warmth made fragrant. Light made tender and almost tangible.

As Gurgen Mahari wrote: "The fresh morning air, sun-scented (arevabuyr) and rain-flavored, filled my heart with joyful longing."

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من حياء المؤمن أنه لا يحرج أحدًا، لا يخجله، لا يضعه في زاوية ضيقة!

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Dear Tumblr family,

I would be grateful if you could please help me share this gofundme campaign to support my brother and many employees be able to stand up on their feet again and be able to financially support themselves and their families. This is a sustainable solution amid the madness that’s going on in the Gaza Strip.

The funds raised through this campaign will enable many displaced employees in Gaza to go back on track, empowering them to support themselves and their families after they have lost their homes and work in this ongoing genocide. This financial stability will not only ensure their well-being but also provide a firm foundation for their mental resilience, and the community's strength.

All the details of the campaign are included in this link. Please kindly repost and share with people who can help.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/rebuild-developers-plus-and-gazas-community

Thank you, we do appreciate your support 🙏