تقول : متى نلتقي
أقول : بعد عام و حرب
تقول : متى تنتهي الحرب
أقول : حين نلتقي
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When are we going to see each other, she asks
After a year and a war, I say
When is the war going to end, she asks
When we see each other, I say.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
“Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,” he told me, “just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.

I need to learn how to be content with simply not knowing, and be at peace with the notion that everything does not need an explanation.

I’m a master of speaking silently, all my life I’ve spoken silently and I’ve lived through entire tragedies in silence.