How can you smile as though your whole life hasn't capsized

Do you understand the sadness of geography?

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again

Nowadays he doesn't think of his wife, though he knows he can turn around and evoke every move of her, describe any aspect of her, the weigh of her wrist on his heart during the night.

Men had always been the reciters of poetry in the desert.

This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.

He knows that the only way he can accept losing her is if he can continue to hold her or be held by her. If they can somehow nurse each other out of this. Not with a wall.

I am not in love with him, I am in love with ghosts. So is he, he's in love with ghosts.

She had always wanted words, she loved them, grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape. Whereas I thought words bent emotions like sticks in water.

The Englishman left months ago, Hana, he's with the Bedouin or in some English garden with its phlox and shit.

I once traveled with a guide who was taking me to Faya. He didn't speak for nine hours. At the end of it he pointed to the horizon and said, 'Faya!' That was a good day.

Humility makes you reach out to others for guidance.

The physical contact with people who struck and trampled and killed one another seemed far worse to him than a solitary death in the purity of the waters.

I love Jimmy Fallon; he's always a great time.

Nothing erodes [a mother's love]. It is not sand on a beach. It is the nuclear heart of things-hard as the rock of this earth.

The truth thy speech doth show, within my heart reproves the swelling pride.

Blessings come in disguise. And challenges can be a blessing.

I cut off my ears before i hear your advice and vice versa

First be a good animal.

When they die, no one will ever know that they lived on this earth.

Using the stratagem of defining character by what changes and what remains the same, the one constant always seems to be regret. We are defined by the objects of our regret.