A sudden happiness catches me unawares. I feel it trickling into me, and my eyes go liquid with gratitude and hope.
KHALED HOSSEINIHe said that if culture is a house, then language was the key to the front door; to all the rooms inside. Without it, he said, you ended up wayward, without a proper home or a legitimate identity.
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A pathetic shadow, torn between her envy and thrill of being seen with Masomma, sharing in the attention as a weed would, lapping up water meant for the lily upstream.
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In many parts of the world, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. But I think we need women to solve the problems that men create.
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Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.
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One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.
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Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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Nothing good came free. Even love. You paid for all things. And if you were poor, suffering was your currency.
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But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.
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But then it passed, as all things do.
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I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.
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I suspect the truth is that we are waiting, all of us, against insurmountable odds, for something extraordinary to happen to us.
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It’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.
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What good is regret? It brings back nothing. What we have lost is irretrievable.
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I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.
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But better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.
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The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.
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