“ It's as though you had lost an arm or leg but still instinctively reach out to feel your missing limb or try to walk again, placing your entire weight on something that is no longer is there. Zeina Kassem
“ I watched life and death unfold like a dance on the side of that road. My son was born with a bloodstained face and he died with blood from the accident covering that same face. Zeina Kassem
“ The beauty of the sea is that it never shows any weakness and never tires of the countless souls that unleash their broken voices into its secret depths. Zeina Kassem
“ From cradle to grave, Talal sprinted through life.I never did see a life extinguished so abruptly. Zeina Kassem
“ I could only liken it to the strength of a wheat stalk, which when struck by a storm, bends to the ground, but does not break. This stalk of wheat stands tall like a spear in a tempest, clinging to th… Zeina Kassem
“ If you do finish the book and are still scared of me and people of my ilk, then I recommend you schedule an appointment with a therapist. Either that, or try writing your own book Maz Jobrani
“ That's when it hit me; my sunglasses were buried in the grave where my Talal lay. Yes, my sunglasses were buried with him. But oh, how I wish my eyes had gone with him instead. Zeina Kassem
“ Our dead become the photographs and words we hang on the walls, but they also hang on the walls of our hearts, the windows of our lips, and the sobs in our voices. Zeina Kassem
“ I don't think I ever fully understood before now the old saying that goes: "A mother's heart loves her young one until he grows; her ill one until he heals; and her traveler until he returns."I have e… Zeina Kassem
