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

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

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.

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.

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.

Fear is never a good counselor and victory over fear is the first spiritual duty of man.

Withheld potential is a "CRIME TO HUMANITY

Woman, the child of so many tears shall never perish.

How then did it work out, all this? How did one judge people, think of them? How did one add up this and that and conclude that it is liking one felt, or disliking?

It is inevitable that those to whom is vouchsafed a long life of usefulness should outlive the friends of their youth.

In politics intentions count for nothing; actions are what matter.

I think Wes Montgomery is the greatest jazz guitarist that ever lived.

Ain't no money like music money, because music money don't stop.

Nixon would like to consign us to to the level of the most backward countries in the whole Middle East. Why lower us to the standard of the Saudis rather than raising the Saudis to meet us?

I'm sick and tired of government ministers in this Labour government who simply blame other people when things go wrong.