I Became a free woman when I decided to stop dreaming, freedom that is waiting for nothing .. and anticipation is a state of slavery — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share Image
“I Became a free woman when I decided to stop dreaming, freedom that is waiting for nothing .. and anticipation is a state of slavery" - Ahlam (Chaos of the Senses)” — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share Image
The most beautiful smile is the one for someone who isn’t there, who just popped on your mind. — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“It is far easier for us to accept the death of someone we love than to cope with the idea of losing him and… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“The most beautiful love is the one who found it during our search for something else".” — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
I Became a free woman when I decided to stop dreaming, freedom that is waiting for nothing .. and anticipation is a state of slavery — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“Nervously, I light a cigarette and chase through the smoke for the wounds that years have seared my soul, words whose fire has never… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“How do you want us to tune the lens and our eyes are filled with tears” — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
No one stays for you. Everybody stays depending on their need for you. — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“People? They usually ask only stupid questions, forcing you to reply with equally stupid answers. For instance, they ask you what you do, not… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“Before, I thought we could write about life only when we had recovered from our wounds; when we were able to touch old sores… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“I Became a free woman when I decided to stop dreaming, freedom that is waiting for nothing .. and anticipation is a state of… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“There is no one truth. The truth is not a fixed point. It changes within us and change with us.” — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
“The most beautiful novel is the one that starts with a sentence wholly unexpected by the reader who has lived through our storms and… — Ahlam Mosteghanemi Copy Share
