Kamand Quotes

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Kamand Kojouri
“Kiss your scars. Fall in love with them. They ought to serve as life-affirming reminders—a lingering trace of hope. The only reason we have these scars is because we survived and are still here.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Everything I have become,
everything I will ever accomplish
cannot compare to my most
impressive feat:
I have loved you
fiercely
and
assiduously
with the very marrow
inside my bones. So that when I die,
they can crack them to find
you there. So that when I die,
they can open me up
and see your name tattooed
on the wall of my heart.
So that when I die,
my epitaph will neither
commemorate
who I was
nor what I did,
but will read:
“She loved.
And loved. And
loved.”
And so,
I smile now,
because
that is no
small thing.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Remember:
all the thoughts you have
of yourself and others
are written on your face.
Make them kind.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“We don’t find God
in temples and cathedrals.
We don’t find Him
by standing on a
prayer rug or sitting in a pew.
God appears when we
love someone other than ourselves.
And we continue to feel His presence
when we do good for others.
Because God is not found
in mosques and synagogues.
He resides in our
hearts.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Now is not the time for bigots and racists. No time for sexists and homophobes. Now, more than ever, is the time for ARTISTS. It’s time for us to rise above and to create. To show humanity. To spread hope. We must prevent society from destroying itself, from losing its way. Now is the time for love.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Love without conditions, restrictions, or the expectation of being loved in return.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“If your mind can move mountains
and swallow gods,
Why does it worry with helpless yesterdays
and unborn tomorrows?

If it can vomit stars
and walk on split hairs,
Why must it follow the same
path to despair?

Everyone will tell you:
'An orgasm here is just as good.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“We grow old judging others
And ourselves
Until life humbles us
And makes scared children of us
Longing to hold another’s hand
To hear their kind words
And witness their kind deeds
done on our behalf.
But like children,
We sabotage everything
For nothing satisfies us
Until life crumbles us
And we are no more.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Why are we afraid of the silence that ensues after our death? Wasn’t it the same silence we endured before birth? Isn’t it the same silence we revel in when we are completely immersed in the present moment? Let us not be afraid.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“I don’t know why everyone
is still trying to find out
whether heaven and hell exist.
Why do we need more evidence?
They exist here on this very Earth.
Heaven is standing atop Mount Qasioun
overlooking the Damascene sights
with the wind carrying Qabbani’s
dulcet words all around you.
And hell is only four hours away
in Aleppo where children’s cries
drown out the explosions of mortar bombs
until they lose their voice,
their families, and their limbs.
Yes, hell certainly does exist
right now, at this moment,
as I pen this poem. And all we’re doing
to extinguish this hellfire
is sighing, shrugging, liking, and sharing.
Tell me: what exactly does that make
us? Are we any better than the
gatekeepers of hell?”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“All this waiting.
Waiting for the rain to
stop. Waiting in traffic.
Waiting for the bill.
Waiting at the airport
for an old friend.
Waiting to depart.
Then,
there’s the big waiting:
waiting to grow up. Waiting
for love. Waiting to show your
your parents that when you
have kids you’ll be different.
Waiting to retire. Waiting for
death.
Why do we think waiting
is the antithesis of life
when it is almost
all of it?”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“I don’t want to be remembered for my work. I want to be remembered for my love.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“String theory makes sense to me because the universe is a symphony that creates harmony with the vibration of our strings.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“These poems are cups
that I pour my life into.
Here,
Drink!”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“In the very end,
all we have left
to atone for
our faults
are words.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Work. Good, honest work, whether it’s working with your hands to create an artwork, or manual labour, brings forth a sense of divinity at play. The only prerequisite is that whatever the work is, it is done sincerely and in congruence with the soul’s true origin and intent, then, without any effort, one experiences a flow, wherein one feels a part of the plan of the entire universe.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Each of us is like all of us and like no one else.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“O, weary angels,
don’t look at me with those eyes.
If that is your state
then what of our cries?
What can I tell you of goodness
that you don’t already know?
What can I tell you of faith,
of hope and love
that you yourselves bestow?
O, angels,
don’t pluck another feather,
this isn’t the sky,
it’s just the weather.
Please, angels, try.
We are one all together.
Look up and listen,
I’ll say it once and then put down my pen:
We are sorry for our ignorance
and even though we are worldly,
it might happen again.
We are sorry for your weariness
and even though you aren’t worldly,
we are no more than human.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“God’s existence is reaffirmed once we fall in with another.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“Want to help others? Be yourself. You’ll inspire others to muster the courage to be themselves as well.”
Kamand Kojouri

Kamand Kojouri
“I never wanted to be a martyr—even for love. I don’t want to die for love. I want to live for it.”
Kamand Kojouri