Pranhita

“What do you say to the children for whom the Red sea won't part?”
― Mohammed El-Kurd, Rifqa

“Mirages, you decide:
everything was never.
Though over your shoulder there it is,
your time laid out like a picnic
in the sun, still glowing,
although it's night.

Don't look behind, they say:
You'll turn to salt.
Why not, though? Why not look?
Isn't it glittery?
Isn't it pretty, back there?”
― Margaret Atwood, Dearly: Poems

“JUDAS: Why ... didn't you make me good enough ... so that you could've loved me?”
― Stephen Adly Guirgis, The Last Days of Judas Iscariot

“Try and make them understand that while artists can recycle their suffering in their art, I didn't know what to do with mine.”
― Viola Di Grado, Hollow Heart