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“They are forever looking into the nooks and crannies of a thing, whatever the thing may be. Always up very early or very late, going for rides on the backs of whales who deliver the mail; waking up covered in a secret language of hums; writing about the hobbies of feathers; changing shape like a cloud; howling at the moon; being a radioactive night-light in the dark; being a life raft on an ocean of alphabet soup; being great-hearted; being selfless; believing in tall tales, doodlebugs, and doohickeys. Believing. Believing in themselves. Believing in you.”

“Listen. Do you see that you can’t hear snowfall? Look. Do you sense that you can’t see love? Touch. Do you grasp that you can’t catch poems? Try. Smell this glass. Go on taste this cloud. These material senses won’t get you far until you feel the velvet glove caress your soul.”

“Within this hollow bed of the stream the whole range of the quarry was out of sight, except for where the just visible peak of an escarpment of spoil shelved up to the horizon's mountainous coagulations of floating cottonwool, a density of white cloud perforated here and there by slowly opening and closing loopholes of the palest blue light.”

“Se non è un mercato capitalista, in cosa entriamo, buon Dio, quando andiamo su amazon.com ?” Mi ha chiesto qualche anno fa uno studente all’Università del Texas. “Una specie di feudo digitale” ho risposto d’istinto. “Un feudo post-capitalista, le cui radici storiche rimangono nell’Europa feudale, ma la cui integrità è oggi mantenuta da un tipo di capitale futuristico e distopico basato sul cloud”

“How easily such a thing can become a mania, how the most normal and sensible of women once this passion to be thin is upon them, can lose completely their sense of balance and proportion and spend years dealing with this madness.”

“Sometimes I hear Mark laugh, and some days in the car the right song will come on the satellite radio and I'll feel him there tingling like a phantom limb. Like he's sitting there next to me in the dark. But I know that's not so. And I know that when you die there's not even darkness, and I know Mark and me won't meet on some cloud or in some pit of fire. And I guess that's a good thing. I couldn't take those eyes seeing what's become of me, those eyes looking down at my hands and my chewed-up ragged nails.”

“The Prophet (ﷺ) stated that: «Every heart has a cloud covering it, with the similitude of a cloud covering a shining moon. It suddenly becomes dark when the cloud covers, but its brightness returns once the cloud has passed.» (recorded by at-Tabarâni and graded reliable by al-Albâni) In this hadith, the Prophet (ﷺ) presents an analogy. Our hearts are likened to the moon; just as the moon is sometimes covered by clouds that conceal its light, the heart is sometimes covered by clouds of sin that cover its light. At other times, the clouds go away, and the light shines again in the heart. The light increases when we strive to engage in acts that will increase our eemân.”

“The Prophet (ﷺ) stated that: (recorded by at-Tabarâni and graded reliable by al-Albâni) In this hadith, the Prophet (ﷺ) presents an analogy. Our hearts are likened to the moon; just as the moon is sometimes covered by clouds that conceal its light, the heart is sometimes covered by clouds of sin that cover its light. At other times, the clouds go away, and the light shines again in the heart. The light increases when we strive to engage in acts that will increase our eemân.”

“To be awakened is to find the light digging the dust.....to open doors to that which lay in slumber.. To be awakened is to chase away the fright and welcome the hope....for it is the pathway to the joy of a new beginning... To be awakened is to take your soul into the light... though the clouds are so thick...for godliness rains through the burst of sky.... To be awakened is to make peace with all that has left and all that remains... To be awakened is to know loss and yet to be in a festival of colors....”

“To be awakened is to be find the light digging the dust.....to open doors to that which lay in slumber.. To be awakened is to chase away the fright and welcome the hope....for it is the pathway to the joy of a new beginning... To be awakened is to take your soul into the light... though the clouds are so thick...for godliness rains through the burst of sky.... To be awakened is to make peace with all that has left and all that remains... To be awakened is to know loss and yet to be in a festival of colors......”

“Gray. The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain drifting around resembled transparent molten steel, the pavement looked like it was about to burst into disconsolate tears, even the air itself was gray, so ultimate and ubiquitous that colour was everywhere around me. Gray...”