Luna Saeed

“The roots of our grief coil so deeply into loss that death has come
to live with us like a family member who makes you happy by avoiding
you, but who is still one of the family. Our anger is a rage that
Westerners cannot understand. Our sadness can make the stones
weep. And the way we love is no exception”
― Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin

“Under the broken promises of superpowers and under the worlds indifference to spilled Arab blood.”
― Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin

“She loved beyond measure, When I was young I thought her cold. But in time I came to understand that she was too tender for the world she’d been born into,” I said. Sorrow gave Dalia an iron gift. Behind that hard shelter, she
loved boundlessly in the distance and privacy of her solitude, safe from
the tragic rains of her fate.”
― Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin

“Our wants were simple, but they could not have been more complicated.”
― Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin