“(Egypt) is a great place for contrasts: splendid things gleam in the dust.”
“It's important to read a book, but also to hold the book, to smell the book... it's perfume, it's incense, it's the dust of Egypt...”
“Well, very splendid and very frightening. But splendid things are often frightening. Sometimes, it's the fright that makes them splendid at all.”
“Great feelings take with them their own universe, splendid or abject.”
“His easy going behavior contrasts greatly with my restlessness”
“Yeah, well things change. Now I want to be here." Another long, seconds-ticking pause. Dust danced in one fading gleam of gold coming through a low window, following long lazy swirls down to the ground. "With you.”