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“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, his smile vanishing. “Even when you lie to me.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“There is a scholar on these shores who breathes stories. He inhales all manner of them, holds each one in his soul, and when his lungs are too full of words, he exhales at last, daring to breathe his own stories to life. Thus he breathes in words and breathes more out, in and out and in again like the measured rhythm of the sea, until one day he finds a peculiar book that sets even the tides off their fated course.”
― Pascale Lacelle, Curious Tides

“Dreams are manifestations of our unconscious desires.”
― Pascale Lacelle, Curious Tides

“Palestinianism was for Said a condition of chronic exile, exile as agony but also as ethical position. To remain aloof from the group while honouring one’s organic ties to it; to exist between loneliness and alignment, remaining always a bit of a stranger; to resist the resolution of the narrative, the closing of the circle; to keep looking, to not feel too at home.”
― Isabella Hammad, Recognising the Stranger: On Palestine and Narrative