Susan Abulhawa Quotes

We're all born with the greatest treasures we'll ever have in life. One of those treasures is your mind, another is your heart.

They had bombed and burned,killed and maimed,plundered and looted.Now they had come to claim the land.

For if life had taught her anything, it was that healing and peace can begin only with acknowledgment of wrongs committed.

Love cannot reconcile with deception

An instant can crush a brain and change the course of life, the course of history.

We come from the land, give our love and labor to her, and she nurtures us in return. When we die, we return to the land. In a way, she owns us. Palestine owns us and we belong to her

Israeli occupation exposes us very young to the extremes of our emotions, until we cannot feel except in the extreme.

For I'll keep my humanity, though I did not keep my promises. ... and Love shall not be wrested from my veins.

How can one find the first moment of love? When, in what instant, does the night's dark sky become blue?

the reverse side of love is unbearable loss.

Under the broken promises of superpowers and under the worlds indifference to spilled Arab blood.

I know she is crying. Her tears fall on the wrong side, into the bottomless well inside her.

I watch life trickle from the bullet wound of a sixteen-year-old "example" and marvel how things weak, even words, will turn vicious and merciless to gain power,despite reason or history

love is what we are about, my darling," she says. "Not even in death has our love faded, for I live in your veins.

The land and everything on it can be taken away, but no one can take away your knowledge or the degrees you earn

Would words shatter the immensity of life and death so close to one another?

Death, in its certainty, is exacting its due respect and repose before it takes my hand.

I feel sad for him. Sad for the boy bound to the killer. I am sad for the youth betrayed by their leaders for symbols and flags and war and power.

Always" is a good word to believe in.

A persistent breeze lifted the thin curtains, fluttering a few moments of tranquility into the turbulent day.

Nima Shirazi is a rare voice of rational analysis and political insight that provides an eloquent counter to the pervasive absurdities that make up popular political discourse.

The soldiers in my life had raised the bar for bad guys.

You and I are the remains of an unfulfilled legacy, heirs to a kingdom of stolen identities and ragged confusion.

How fate is stubborn and holds to habit.

I loved her in spite of myself. I loved her immeasurably.Infinitely. And I feared that love as much as I feared my own fury at theworld.