Love cannot be explained, yet it explains all.

“كانت أعياد الميلاد تدخل السعادة على قلبي باستمرار لكني استيقظت هذا الصباح وأنا …”

“Identity politics divides us; fiction connects. One is interested in sweeping g…”

“What is the point of roaming the world when it's the same misery everywhere?”

“But let us not forget that cities are like human beings. They are born, they go…”