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And yet I love this quiet clouded day. I love this settled stillness, and this feeling that, at any moment, down may come the rain. Should you say wasted? No, not really. Something is gathered. This quiet time brings one nearer.

Katherine Mansfield, from a diary entry featured in The Journal of Katherine Mansfield 1914-1922

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Windows in the Armenian quarter of old Al-Quds, Palestine. @palestineforpalestinians

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Palma Riad

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‏«ستخوض غمار كل شيء حتى تؤمن أنك لن تُدرِك الأبد، ولن تبلغ الجبال طُولاً، وأنّ مغانمَ العمر في خلوِّ البال، وتمامِ الصحّة، وأيامٍ محايدةٍ تنام إثرها موفورًا بالرِّضا والأمان»

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“اللحظةُ التي يتنامى فيها بداخلك خوفٌ من فقدان الأشياء هي اللحظة التي ينبغي أن تدرك عندها أنّ خير ما تفعله هو أن تزهد هذه الأشياءَ قبل فقدانها بالفعل، لأن هذا الخوف دليلٌ على أنها تملّكَتك، وقد يتحول إلى فزعٍ إذا ما خسرتها يوماً قبل أن تدرك هذه الحقيقة.”

— زهراء طاهر

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in addition to the fact that people just have different natural rhythms, a big reason why we can’t seem to go to bed as early as we “should” is that nighttime is, for many of us, our safest and most fulfilling time of day. we don’t have to work, we won’t be contacted by bosses or insurance companies or collection agencies or other suffocating life business… we’re likely only to be contacted by our friends, or by no one at all. night time is release; it’s ours. we can rest or recreate. we can do things we actually want to do. who would choose to cut that short?? just to usher in the next morning when our lives are not our own again? nighttime is precious and nothing could be more normal than the desire to embrace this