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“Survivor's skin is a remorse we are cursed to wear forever.”
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
“He and I are owed a love story that doesn't end in tragedy.”
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
“Just on the other side, safety- not freedom. I'm leaving freedom behind, and I can feel the earth's grief when I get out of the car. The tired weeds try to encircle my ankles. begging me to stay. They murmur stories about my ancestors. The ones who stood right where I stand. The ones whose discoveries and civilization encompassed the whole world. The one whose blood runs through my veins. My footprints sink deep into the soil where theirs have long since been washed away. They plead with me: It's your country. This earth belongs to me and my children.”
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
“Jude,
You are in no mood for games. Very well. I am in no mood for them, either.
Let me write it outright: you are pardoned. I revoke your banishment. I rescind my words. Come home.
Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must.
Just come home.
Cardan”
― The Queen of Nothing
You are in no mood for games. Very well. I am in no mood for them, either.
Let me write it outright: you are pardoned. I revoke your banishment. I rescind my words. Come home.
Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must.
Just come home.
Cardan”
― The Queen of Nothing
“Do you see the colours, Salama?' Kenan whispers.
The sunset is gorgeous, but it pales in comparison to him. He's drenched in the dying day's glow, a kaleidoscope of shades dancing on his face. Pink, orange, yellow, purple, red. Finally settling into an azure blue. It reminds me of Layla's painting. A colour so stark it would stain my fingers were I to touch it.
As the sun sinks, in those few precious moments when the world is caught between day and night, something shifts between Kenan and me. 'Yes,' I breathe. 'Yes.”
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
The sunset is gorgeous, but it pales in comparison to him. He's drenched in the dying day's glow, a kaleidoscope of shades dancing on his face. Pink, orange, yellow, purple, red. Finally settling into an azure blue. It reminds me of Layla's painting. A colour so stark it would stain my fingers were I to touch it.
As the sun sinks, in those few precious moments when the world is caught between day and night, something shifts between Kenan and me. 'Yes,' I breathe. 'Yes.”
― As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow
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