He goes on and on about war like it is something beautiful and noble, which only means he’s never seen it himself. War is hideous and it leaves you covered in shit. I cannot kill...

They sang the words in unison, yet somehow created a web of sounds with their voices. It was like hearing a piece of fabric woven with all the colors of a rainbow. I did not...

There is no magic to immortality.In Egypt, I loved the perfume of the lotus. A flower would bloom in the pool at dawn, filling the entire garden with a blue musk so powerful it seemed...

The Last Days of Dogtown,

Weeping is terrible for the complexion,’ said Leonie, holding Shayndel close, ‘but it is very good for the heart.

The Last Days of Dogtown … The Red Tent.

Making plans is a game. Life chooses for you.

you HAVE to read this.

Mind your business” had been the motto of her childhood. But now that seemed like a failing in a friend.

Religion is an important part of my life,

I would have stayed forever within the garden of Re-mose’s childhood, but time is a mother’s enemy.

The Last Days of Dogtown

you got a sad story, ruth,’ mimba said. ‘but not sad-sad. you here with me and cato and all us together now. you have a happy-sad story. best you can get in this life is...

If you treat every question like you’ve never heard it before, your students feel like you respect them and everyone learns a lot more. Including the teacher.

They’re highly functional. But they protect each other from their problems. It’s a garden-variety problem. … I think people protect each other in families a lot, out of love.

Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. Of all life’s pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.

The story it told was unremarkable: a tale of love found and lost- the oldest story in the world. The only story.

I am as proud to be called a feminist as I am to be called a Jew, or an American. Feminism is an indivisible part of who I am, and I remain mystified by the...

In the moment before I crossed over, I knew that the priests and magicians of Egypt were fools and charlatans for promising to prolong the beauties of life beyond the world we are give. Death...

I like the way he danced. And then I like the way we danced together.

I could not get my fill of looking.There should be a song for women to sing at this moment or a prayer to recite. But perhaps there is none because there are no words strong...

I always felt I understood myself better after we spent time together. And the way she laughed at my wisecracks and thanked me for my opinions made me think maybe I was as smart and...

Just as there is no warning for childbirth, there is no preparation for the sight of a first child… There should be a song for women to sing at this moment, or a prayer to...

It’s a good thing babies don’t give you a lot of time to think. You fall in love with them and when you realize how much they love you back, life is very simple.

Why had no one told me that my body would become a battlefield, a sacrifice, a test? Why did I not know that birth is the pinnacle where women discover the courage to become mothers?...

The more a daughter knows about the details of her mother’s life – without flinching or whining – the stronger the daughter.

Fear not, the time is comingFear not, your bones are strongFear not, help is nearbyFear not, Gula is nearFear not, the baby is at the doorFear not, he will live to bring you honorFear not,...

[The sound of the wind] was just more proof that the workings of the world were random, that beauty, like suffering, was meaningless, that human life was as pointless as waves on sand.