Horror was written all over his face as he began to understand that that child of his wasn’t stupid, or immune to what he had done in the past. It had greatly affected her.

How queer it was for two lovers to suddenly turn into strangers?

We can get through this. You just have to believe in that because we don’t know if a miracle is about to come our way.”- Afia

She'd brought everybody apart, tearing the whole family that was once a compact groundwork into a whole new design, ugly and non-structured.

There were so many things we left unsaid. Depending on how you look at it, whether you think it was worth saying it out loud, or better kept inside.

Sometimes, things didn't always happen as we wanted them to.

He’d managed to take hold of her being, her poise and twisted it that it’d mutilated so bad. Even she had forgotten how it had felt to be sane.

To lose someone after you’ve loved them was tougher than losing them when you’ve never even met them.

I didn't know that I've completely left them all in the past. There's a part of me, wishing and hoping, that she would come back for me, and we would start a new life together, but she didn't.

What Zayd had said to her was hurtful. The words speared across the most sensitive part of her heart like how a gardening spear cut along the leaves, leaving the top part of the bushes bare and lost.

A few years ago, she thought someone had finally come to love her and accepted her unconditionally, but she was wrong. You couldn’t really define love with money. It was more than that.

I try to think of metaphors that suit him best, but he was made of the sea and the stars and the sun, and one wouldn’t do him justice.

Good government only happens when the people working in it do their jobs, and do them well.

And I sat there getting drunker and drunker and more in love and more in love.

If there's a great story and great characters, then I can love a film in any genre, though crime thrillers and sci-fi have a particular soft spot in my heart.

For economic safety for the future, you must have multiple skills and languages. Success is basically being the best that you can be.

Evolution isn't just a take-it-or-leave-it story about where we came from. It's an epic at the centre of life itself. It tells us we are part of nature in every respect.

Writers themselves don't analyze what they do; to analyze would be to look down while crossing a canyon on a tightrope.

Mostly you write to find out what you have to say.

Values create dimension, but color usually receives all of the attention. When painting with oils, placing dark and light pigments next to each other can be an accident waiting to happen.

The education of circumstances is superior to that of tuition.