What did Azar Nafisi mean by: I am suddenly left alone again on the sunny path, with a memory of the rain. - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran Copy
+ My passion has always been books and literature, and teaching. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Book, Passion, Teaching, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ The existence of the writer is to write, and to write is to tell the truth. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Telling The Truth, Women, Writing, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ I think Islam is in a sense, in crisis. It needs to question and re-question itself. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Islam, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ You need imagination in order to imagine a future that doesn’t exist. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Imagination, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Crime, Pay, Settling, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ The dearer a book was to my heart, the more battered and bruised it became. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Book, Motivational, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ What we search for in fiction is not so much reality, but the epiphany of truth. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Epiphany, Fiction, Reality, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
+ those who judge must take all aspects of an individual’s personality into account. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Azar Nafisi, Individual, Judging, Personality, 0 - Azar Nafisi Writer · Iran
Once, I was a master at recycling leftovers. Now I cultivate the art of simmering memories. - Jean-Dominique Bauby Journalist · France
The path of Martial Arts begins and ends with courtesy. So be genuinely polite on every occasion. - Mas Oyama Martial artist · South Korea
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Some gods may cross your path, but why should gods be beautiful? They could also be frightening. - Jeanne Moreau Actress · France
