More quotes by Djamal Amrani
His face—mirror of cruelties—where a chorus of cries
Fuses our hope, sharpens our freedom
Who will recount my rootless garden and my door opento all comers
Here where each day calls out to our suffering
Here where each step chains our desire for hope
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Not for the body, but for the heart; companion and company are needed.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
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