A deeper thought on the surface is exactly the paradox we need.

— Nema Al-Araby

And the cobwebs of time would surrender, dormant, so that the rainbows of new eras can emerge Despite the hollowness of you.

— Nema Al-Araby

At some point in reading, we realize we have to read not just the books that we'd enjoy, but the books that move us, touch us, those that break us and hurt us, those which remind us that we will always be the ignorant of this life. We have to read the books that make us so little, make us a speck of dust or a grain of sand in a galaxy, until we feed our minds with all the knowledge we need, which is infinite in itself.

— Nema Al-Araby

Don't let yourself be amazed by the imagination of a writer and his words, writers are almost all the time in a love-hate relationship with words.

— Nema Al-Araby

Ever, could I or could I not count the shadows of our being?

— Nema Al-Araby

Ever, could I or could I not count the shadows of your being?

— Nema Al-Araby

I'd rather be poor to my bones than be rich with your money, that is like a trigger, ready to be pulled in my face.

— Nema Al-Araby

If you observe the pace of my breaths, you won't need to listen to my words.

— Nema Al-Araby

I'm an alien in my own world, a writer without words, a musician without a piano, a magician without a wand. I am fooled by infinite words that rush in my blood, yet imprisoned by the very thoughts of silence. Furthermore, I'm a gray green fallow leaf on trees and abandoned on the streets, a never-ending spring season and an eternal autumn. Furthermore, I'm the golden of the sun and the silver of the moon, the fog of dawn and the amber of dusk. Furthermore, I'm the white and the red flag, the obedient and the rebel. Furthermore, I am the coward in the brave, and the child in the man. Furthermore, I am, but a writer.

— Nema Al-Araby

Is it crazy to say that I sometimes don't understand what I write, but I write it anyway, because maybe someone, somewhere, somehow, would feel what I didn't?

— Nema Al-Araby