I'm scared," she said. "These days I feel like a snail without a shell." "I'm scared too," I said. "I feel like a frog without any webs." She looked up and smiled. Wordlessly we walked over to a shaded part of the building and held each other and kissed, a shell-less snail and a webless frog.

“هكذا نعيش حياتنا مهما كان عمق وخطورة الخسارة، ومهما كانت أهمية ما يسرق منا، الذ…”

“I didn't feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary c…”

“I get up out of bed. I pull back the old, faded curtain and openthe window. I s…”

“I could go on like this forever, but would I ever find a place that was meant f…”