During my youth, the idea of moving from Lebanon was unthinkable. Then I began to realise I might have to go, like my grandfather, uncles and others who left for America, Egypt, Australia, Cuba.

Never hesitate to go far away, beyond all seas, all frontiers, all countries, all beliefs.

A life spent writing has taught me to be wary of words. Those that seem clearest are often the most treacherous.

Let your tears roll tonight, but tomorrow you will start the battle again. What defeats us, always, is just our own sorrow.

I am the son of the road , my country is a caravan and my life is the most unexpected of voyages. i belong to earth and to the god and it is to them that I will one day soon return

Isn't it a characteristic of the age we live in that it has made everyone in a way a migrant and a member of a minority?

Every individual is a meeting ground for many different allegiances, and sometimes these loyalties conflict with one another and confront the person who harbors them with difficult choices

I come from no country, from no city, no tribe. I am the son of the road... all tongues and all prayers belong to me. But I belong to none of them.

For it is often the way we look at other people that imprisons them within their own narrowest allegiances. And it is also the way we look at them that may set them free.

are you certain that a man's life begins with his birth?

life is not so long that one can grow tired of it

The wide awake man seizes opportunities or makes them, and thus those who are widest awake usually come to the front.

You're okay now... You're okay because I'll be holding you like this from now on.

Lifting my hands from the keyboard, I fold them in my lap and tilt back my desk chair. I think, I could do it. I could turn back time.

The modern dogma is comfort at any cost.

Owning our power means claiming the credibility and uniqueness of our own humanity.

I have learned that newborn infants roll their eyes around and move their heads and their arms in short jerky spasms. And if you homeschool them, they will stay this way forever.

A man can give up a right, but he may not give up a duty without being guilty of a grave dereliction.

If a child never sees the stars, never has meaningful encounters with other species, never experiences the richness of nature, what happens to that child?

We like to have a point of view in our stories, not an obvious moral, but a worthwhile theme. ... All we are trying to do is give the public good entertainment. That is all they want.

One pain is lessened by another's anguish.