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That's our land over there pregnant with us... When was it that we were born? Did Adam get married twice? Or will we be born a second time to forget sin?

"If I were a bird I would have burned my wings," someone says to his exiled self. The scent of autumn becomes the image of what I love ... The light rain leaks into the heart's drought, and the imagination opens up to its sources, and becomes place, the only real one.

"I will scream in my solitude...to wake me from my imprisoned imagination!"

"In Damascus:the traveler sings to himself: I return from Syria neither alive nor dead but as clouds that ease the butterfly's burden from my fugitive soul."

"Say that two people, like you and me, can carry all this resemblance between fog and mirage, then safely return."

"I have no national bird, no national tree, and no flower in your exile garden."

"So let love be an unknown, and the unknown a kind of love. How strange to believe this and still love!"

"... I have a beautiful chaotic tomorrow."

"Did you smell the jasmine's radiant blood and think of me..."

Slowly, pleasurably, the city enjoyed the luxury of
dying.

"I've always figured it that you die each day, and each day is a box, you see, all numbered and neat; but never go back and lift the lids, because you've died a couple of thousand times in your life, and that's a lot of corpses, each dead a different way, each with a worse expression. Each of those days is a different you, somebody you don't know or understand or want to understand."

"It was enough just to be able to create this place. To be able to say I did it. To say I nurtured a medieval atmosphere in a modern, incredulous world.'"

"... but ashes are ashes and they'll add to the land."

The quality of death, like that of life, must be of an infinite variety, and if one has already died once, then what was there to look for in
dying for good and all, as he was now?

"Did all dying people feel this way, as if they had never lived?"

"Ada loathes vulgarity because it's there that misery hides. She knows that misery is destructive and, as such, ephemeral."

"Relate the word utopia to the word revolution"

why does this read like a hunger games retelling😭😭😭

all i hear is a bunch of nothing😭😭