Quotes from the Novel “Forgive Me”
Here are some noteworthy excerpts:
- You once told me that dreams begin suddenly, created in the blink of an eye, born in moments when we least expect anything to emerge.
- You are stronger than you claim, more resilient than you appear. Despite your softness and vulnerability, you are a proud girl with deep, ancient roots. You roar when disrespected and flourish when anyone attempts to diminish or marginalize you.
- You are unlike any other woman, even though you embody all women. You are both accessible and elusive, the very essence of what I fear and desire.
- I never realized that trust is the most beautiful aspect of love. It is the trust that allows us to sleep peacefully every night, confident that our love will endure. We’ll wake tomorrow to find each other still deep in love, just as we fell asleep. The most beautiful thing in love is knowing we will grow together, rejoice together, weep together, fall ill together, and remain loyal to each other, even if death snatches one of us away.
- Surprises reveal our true feelings.
- I believe that distance teaches us to acclimate to absence. It may stir longing at first, but eventually, we grow accustomed to it. Thus, always remember that distance enhances our beauty.
- I cannot explain how I exist within you and you within me, despite your brightness and my darkness, your light and my shadow.
- Yet, I know that God dwells within me, despite my disobedience to Him.
- Your absence has lingered as long as my disappointment, while my indifference has shortened the wait.
Powerful Sayings from the Novel “Forgive Me”
These are some impactful insights:
- I once asked you if you were masculine. I remember how you lifted your head and shot me a fiery glare as if you were launching a projectile. Your gaze was enticing despite its intensity and challenge. I cannot fathom how you captivated me so swiftly, Juman. I don’t understand how you stole my heart the first time my eyes met yours. I provoked you numerous times that day, growing more thirsty for your reactions after each word, each sentence. Your anger was delicious, and the redness of your ears was enticing. You were, in short, my muse, and I could never let you go after finding you. When you left the café, Juman, I decided you would be mine. I could never allow you to belong to anyone else.
- Sometimes I feel as if God punishes us with love.
- People think love is a divine gift, a blessing they envy one another for, praying to God for it and thanking Him if granted. However, I perceive love as a trial from God, not a reward. Love is merely a test, and I am burdened by my love for you. I pray fervently that this love is lifted from me. I pray, yet He does not respond to one as sinful as I, leading me to fear more, drown deeper in you, and fall increasingly in love, despite the anguish I feel over God’s wrath against me.
- A face you know, yet are unfamiliar with.
- I once expressed to you that it felt as if you were living in a different homeland than mine. You argued it was the same homeland, but I viewed it from another angle.
- I miss your songs, your unique taste in music that belies your age. You love authentic melodies, whether Arabic or foreign. People would not believe your preferences, as there is a stark contrast between your modern appearance and your classical taste, something no one but me knows.
- I love you, yet I fear you, and I need to guard myself against this love. How can you draw me into your tide when I tread cautiously beside walls?
- When I read your letters, longing shook me. I missed their spontaneity and randomness. I yearned for the many pauses between your words and the two dots with which you signed off each message, as if you were writing your name at the end of every letter.
- Exile defies explanation; it is not a fixed state. In solitude, we soar high due to the freedom we gain from societal, familial, and national ties. Yet in exile, we also fall deeply, weighed down by longing, nostalgia, and the yearning for those who love and care for us.
- I love you, but I can’t truly be myself with you. You adore a reflection of me that is unlike me, a version only visible in your eyes. This image, the one you created, I have strived to embody and wear to please you. However, I could not maintain that facade. I tried repeatedly to hold on to the remnants of the image you cherished, but I couldn’t do it any longer.
- I know you have your reasons for being insistent. I understand that, but you must not realize that I need you to step away for a while. I require a vast space where I can retreat into myself, far from you, to think, plan, experiment, evaluate gains and losses, strengths and weaknesses. I recognize that you have done nothing wrong, and the fault is not yours, but I need you to liberate me for a spell, to grant me freedom so that I can return confident and assured, instead of remaining doubtful and hypocritical with you.
- You have accustomed me to your letters, leaving me feeling like a needy child who withers away when you wean me from them.
Favorite Excerpts from the Novel “Forgive Me”
These are some passages I found captivating:
- You were different from me in every aspect, and I truly don’t know how we gravitate toward each other despite our differences.
- You are well aware, just as I am, that I am not an ideal man; in fact, I am far from it. Yet, I am not one of the worst either, even if you insist I am.
- I understand that you perceive a monstrous creature in me, one that devours women only to discard them without a hint of remorse. Yet, that’s not who I am, Juman. I am simply a man—a man filled with both flaws and virtues, a man with imperfections, just as I possess many qualities that I don’t know why you fail to see, neither with your eyes nor your insight.
- You were stubborn, and a woman like you would only relent for a humbling apology and a lengthy supplication, so I would never apologize for what I have said.
Beautiful and Short Quotes from the Novel “Forgive Me”
Here are some concise yet poignant thoughts:
- A man remains a child until his mother dies; then suddenly, he ages.
- I’m broken, just like you; you’re harsh, just as I am.
- Yet I couldn’t vomit out my sadness, fear, and anger.
- I have always believed that mothers are small homelands.