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“human beings do not perceive things whole; we are not gods but wounded creatures, cracked lenses, capable only of fractured perceptions”
― Salman Rushdie, Imaginary Homelands: Essays and Criticism 1981-1991

“The places where we were born are the shape of our lives, even when we are away from them.
Especially then.
Now and again in my sleep I find myself in Nicosia, standing under a familiar sun, my shadow falling against the rocks, reaching towards the prickly broom bushes that burst with blossoms, each as perfect and bright as the golden coins in a children's fable.”
― Elif Shafak, The Island of Missing Trees

“كانت بلادي دافئة كقلوب أهلها. يعرفها البحر والجيران. لم تخُن، لكنّها سقطت مطعونةً في أحضان جيرانها”
― ناصر الظفيري, أبيض يتوحش