Assad whistled a few notes of one of his native country's melancholic songs. It sounded as though he was whistling backwards

He'd make her work so hard that a job as a cardboard-box presser at the margerine factory would seem like paradise.

Bak stood a moment, as though considering whether the sum total of their shared working life was ending in a minus or a plus.

The surplus of the heart overflows from a smile. (Le surplus du coeur - Déborde d'un sourire)

Courage is the lovely virtue-the rib of Himself that God sent down to His children.

Refugees come to us seeking asylum, seeking freedom, justice and dignity - seeking a chance just to breathe. And people in our country are saying close the doors and don't let them in?

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.

I like what I like, I don't like what I don't like, and I'm very bad at toning myself down.

As for Ellai, she told her sister what had passed, and Nitid wept, and her tears fell to earth and became chimaera, children of regret.

I live my life like everyday is my last.

In the South the war is what A.D. is elsewhere; they date from it.

In my book, all manners are is thinking of somebody else.

There are bigger stars out there than me. But I went through my s-, as people do as they get older.