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“I haven't come to you only to take , I haven't come to you empty handed : I bring you poetry as great as yours but in anther tongue , I bring you black eyes and golden skin and curly hair , I bring you Islam and Luxor and Alexandria and Lutes and tambourines and date-palms and silk rugs and sunshine and incense and voluptuous ways”

Quote by Ahdaf Soueif

Book:In the Eye of the Sun
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In the Eye of the Sun

In this novel, the protagonist embarks on a journey that intertwines with the phenomenon of a solar eclipse, using it as a metaphor for personal transformation and the exploration of the unknown. more

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Ahdaf Soueif
Ahdaf Soueif

Ahdaf Soueif, born on March 23, 1950, is an esteemed Egyptian novelist. Her works are known for their profound insight and rich imagination, exploring cultural, historical, and social issues in the Middle East. more

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Book:THE PILLARS OF THE EARTH
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