“Salt, soul and soil are life's true currency.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“Pricing is a double edge sword, it shows profits in theory but loss in reality.”
Source: The Twelfth Preamble: To all the authors to be!
“I needed to grieve alone, not as a group and not as a spectacle.”
Source: The Beauty of Living Twice
“And this peace sacrifice, it is actually eaten by those who sacrifice it, almost like a shared meal, almost like a feast between man and God [...]’
‘Wait—’ I interrupt the guide, touch his shoulder before he moves on. ‘Sacrifice—doesn’t mean give up or lay down or go without or let go of?’
‘No, no, no….Sacrifice doesn’t mean that at all. Sacrifice in Hebrew is korban.’ Aerie flips the pages of his worn bible to show me. ‘See. Sacrifice, korban, comes from the Hebrew root, K-R-V, which literally means to come near, an approach, a moving closer, to move into a closer relationship.’
Sacrifice is not losing something but moving closer to Someone. Sacrifice isn’t about loss—sacrifice is about love. Surrender to love. Sacrifice is about detaching from one thing—to attach to a greater thing.”
Source: WayMaker: Finding the Way to the Life You’ve Always Dreamed Of
“Bahadur's ma stays close to my ma, but she tiptoes around her as if she's afraid she'll step on Ma's sadness, which must be the same size and shape as Bahadur's ma's sadness, only a lot fresher.”
Source: Djinn Patrol on the Purple Line
“You don't think about the things you have. Only when they are gone do you begin.”
Source: Manazuru
“To be racked with agony yet to be in awe at what lights the sky, to groan at the briefest memories that left their footprints yet to search for the meaning of life, is an act of bravery.....”
“If I had led a sad life as a result of my sister's death, then it would have been as if her death had caused it. So, I thought I mustn't allow that to happen. I swore to myself that I would make sure that I was happy. My joy would be the legacy of my sister's life.”
Source: Tales from the Cafe
“But Saffy knew about catastrophe. It was arbitrary. A thing descended from nowhere, pointed a bony finger, and smirked. As if to say: I choose you.”
Source: Notes on an Execution
“And I grew to understand that the grief I felt equalled the love. - Greg Wise”
Source: Conversations on Love: Lovers, Strangers, Parents, Friends, Endings, Beginnings