The Most Beautiful Words of Ghada Al-Samman on the Pain of Separation
Here are some of Ghada Al-Samman’s most poignant reflections on the agony of parting:
- We are two lonely wolves, deeply saddened by the hunger of children for a warm bedtime story… yet… there is no one.
- This is my fate with you: to not live our story… but to write it.
- Are shells the journals of the drowned… and is that why pearls develop within some of them?
- When I contemplate our inevitable separation, tears flow for a long time, gasping in sorrow… in sorrow, in sorrow, in sorrow.
- You are a dagger buried in the flesh of my memories.
- How tragic it is that old age has become a desire.
- The essence of death is that we know others and continue to live alongside them; death is the faces around us when the masks fall away.
- From the ashes, I gather my soul and try to reincarnate myself, to live once more.
- Who weaves this yearning for you within the depths of my soul, oh you who are both distant and close.
- Dreams are painful.
- I have lived a thousand years of boredom and alienation; yet, when I gaze into your eyes, my autumn unfurls from a bud.
- I was strange with you, strange without you, and will remain strange forever with you.
- I was furious because he insisted I play the role of the woman as he imagines… he goes to his job… while I head to my kitchen.
- Your absence kills me, and your presence does too; for it is a threshold to a new absence.
- Why, after you taught me to live with an illusion, and I live you as a dream… have you returned to seek my essence and reality?
- While in my homeland, I cried for the longing to depart into exile, and today I cry because I have fulfilled my dreams.
- Do not try to take your tree with you into exile to enjoy its shade, for trees do not migrate.
- That subtle pain without a name or justification pierces through my bones with its fleeting, searing moments.
- I was filled with you, content, and satisfied, but our time was perforated… the sands of joy slipping away quickly.
The Most Beautiful Words of Ghada Al-Samman on Sadness and Grief
Here are some of Ghada Al-Samman’s most profound thoughts on sadness and grief:
- I boarded many trains… and I was mistaken to think that I would find a path that would not lead me to you.
- I will grow above my pains… and spread like grass within the soil of others’ suffering.
- It is truly sad to not belong to yourself, living in a performance for others.
- Each of us now desires to be the whole world of the other, fully aware that this is impossible.
- I am the eternal fool; once again, I brought the bear to my vineyard, and am astonished that it tramples my clusters.
- We are always blind when it comes to what is within our reach, always searching for it in the distance, losing twice.
- I become increasingly convinced that the drawbacks of freedom of thought are lesser than those of its suppression.
- I am a tightly sealed coincidence, yet easily opened upon request.
- How harsh is alienation for one who has no jasmine flower or memory of jasmine.
- Men whom we fail to forget are few, yet if one glides through the page of the soul, he marks it forever with his imprint.
- You still dwell beneath my skin.
- What can I say to you while I consume my memories like poisoned bread at the tables of parting?
- My tragedy is that my love is both insightful and mad, yet it sees clearly.
- I sigh for you, oh stranger.
- The madman who returns to us to impart his experience is like a half-seer guiding the blind through the depths of human truth.
- Our tragedy, my beloved, is that we lived our love rather than perform it… farewell, oh stranger… and farewell, oh self.
- The phenomenon of alienation taught me more than any other teacher how to write the name of the homeland in stars on the night’s blackboard.
- Yet I sincerely confess with a heavy heart that I truly loved you once; had it not been for the crutch of letters, I would have broken before you.
- Don’t tell me that we parted because I left… our meeting has now turned into separation.
The Most Beautiful Words of Ghada Al-Samman on Love
Below are some of Ghada Al-Samman’s most beautiful sentiments on love:
- When I evoke you and write about you, the pen in my hand transforms into a red rose.
- This entire lifetime is not enough for me to express how much I love you.
- I truly reside only in your eyes.
- With you, I have built a house of spider silk… yet I have discovered the meaning of stability.
- Oh, take my heart and bite it like an apple, but do not imprison me within a closed circle.
- Is this truly you… as I observe you and search for you within you, yet I find you not.
- I did not realize until tonight that your tears are colored and that the blood flowing in your veins has the colors of the rainbow.
- Your eyes are my destiny… no one escapes their fate.
- I caught myself red-handed in loving you, like a little girl stealing a loaf of kindness.
- I will not be yours, and in order to deepen your pain, I will not belong to anyone else either.
- I bid you farewell and return to my letters, wrapping them like a bandage around the broken parts of my days, as disappointment stands alone as my crutch in the journey of forgetfulness.
- Where were you that evening when I watched the last matchstick in the world go out, and I was alone.
- Oh you, distant like a childhood memory, yet close like my breaths and thoughts, I love you and shout in the fullness of my silence: I love you.
- Oh you misfortunate one… had you not loved me, I could have wiped your image from my eyes… just as I wipe the steam from the glass of remembrance.
- I learned the language of silence for your sake, so as not to reproach you, and bitterly say: You have… let me down.
- My eternal hell is that I have known myself, and I have known you.
- Your love is a distilled happiness, your joys blessed within my heart that knows not the folly of jealousy; only death stirs my jealousy when it claims you.
- Your love for me is hypothetical, your fidelity to me is also hypothetical; only my hypothetical death is as real as breathing.
- Do not ask me where I was during our separation… when you are absent, I cannot be.
- My love is not a seat in a public park that you leave whenever you please and return to as you wish.
- My beloved has left his fingerprints on the night, and thus the stars were born.
- The sorrow of mature lovers is unlike any sorrow in its depth.
- There is nothing more active than the imagination of a woman who feels jealous.
- Since I have given you everything like a child, I still possess so much more.
- Because I seek no one, I was astonished to find you.
The Most Beautiful Words of Ghada Al-Samman on Life Experiences
Here are some of Ghada Al-Samman’s most insightful thoughts on life experiences:
- I would leave a fragment of my energy for joy, yearning, and waiting in every city.
- How delightful it is to have an unknown in life that we strive towards, one we return to when the falsehoods appear in their true light.
- No… do not hate them… for hatred is an acknowledgment of the existence of the loathed, and it does not feel their presence at all.
- Do not betray your life; smile, for you are alive.
- Sick with life, ill from the horrors surrounding me, and if they were to place me in an X-ray room and take a picture of my chest, they would find a homeland crying within.
- Your name remains the only name forbidden from being declined in my life.
- I do not care if you repeat words without novelty in language, but I can distinguish the pulse and spark of words.
- Because we master silence, they have burdened us with the weight of intentions.
- You are not the end of the line on the last line of a previous page; you are a rare word on a new line in a fresh, white page.
- I have learned year after year how to transform from an Arab woman into winds that are not confined by bars.
- Grief has taken its toll on me, yet I will not bear the burden of despair.
- I have become aware of each of my deaths through you, and I will think of you tenderly as I face my final death.
- The fish will not forgive you for siding with the stagnant pond, in defiance of the sea.
- If only you felt the glow of silence… if only you could hear the weeping of silence and its pleading, you would have torn apart… you would understand my tragedy.
- Would that we create life before we create eternity.
- There is no being in existence worthy of granting me the joy of triumph over my defeat.
- How sweet are the words we do not utter when we feel that letters cannot encapsulate our emotions.
- How difficult it is to remain silent about parting when a continent of reproach stands between us.
- It may be necessary for some questions to remain unanswered, so we can continue living, striving, and searching.
- Your cruelty was your sin… and my pride was my sin.
- You deceived me by claiming I was the capital of your heart… only to discover that I was a neglected suburb within its periphery.
- All who attempted to kill me honed their knives on the word “I love you.”
- Who denies that alienation is a borrowed life?
- Each moment is a fingerprint… never to be repeated.
- I know that ships at the dock complain of boredom, but those that sail lament alienation, bearing witness that the season for migration has arrived.