He refused to consider the Moroccans' present culture, however decadent, an established fact, an existing thing. Instead, he seemed to believe that it was something accidentally left over from bygone...
I think that's the point of view of an outsider, a tourist who puts picturesqueness above everything else.
Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really...How many more times will y...
The soul is the weariest part of the body.
These empty days. How do you spend them?
She was saved from prettiness by the intensity of her gaze.
Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really.
Immediately when you arrive in Sahara, for the first or the tenth time, you notice the stillness. An incredible, absolute silence prevails outside the towns; and within, even in busy places like the m...
After all, the English are really too much. One can't live in that constipated fashion forever.
When I was young … Before I was twenty, I mean, I used to think that life was a thing that kept gaining impetus, it would get richer and deeper each year. You kept learning more, getting wiser, having...
Tunner’s presence created a situation, however slight, which kept him from entering into the reflective state he considered essential.
Since the world began has any man ever been able to know what would happen tomorrow? The world of men is today. I'm asking you to open your heart today. Tomorrow belongs to Allah ...
If you could not have freedom you could still have vengeance.
How peaceful it was, with the light evening breeze stirring the small leaves of the grapevine that clustered around the electric bulb, making the shadows move and change on the yellow mat below. For a...
His behavior there was a perfect balance between gentleness and violence that gave her particular delight.
What a wonderful thing to be an American! he said impetuously.Yes, said Dyar automatically, never having given much thought to what it would be like not to be an American. It seemed somehow the natura...
The people of each country get more like the people of every other country. They have no character, no beauty, no ideals, no culture-nothing, nothing.… Everything’s getting gray, and it’ll be grayer.
The key question, it seemed to him, was that of whether man was to obey Nature, or attempt to command her.
That was one of the troubles with the Istiqlal, with all politics: you talked about people as though they were not really people, as though they were only things, numbers, animals, perhaps, but not re...
In the school they teach you what the world means, and once you have learned, you will always know, Amar's father had told him.But suppose the world changes? Amar had thought. Then what would you know...