“Where were the peacekeepers? Where was the UN? Why was the entire world ignoring Saddam's attack upon his own people? Were we Kurds considered so unworthy, so disposable? I longed to stand at the top of the mountain and shout out, Where are you, world? Where are you ?”
“The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.”
“We are in the world where the longing mountains are the most grounded.”
“This was exactly why holidays were so valuable, he told himself: they allowed you to stand back a bit, and see where you were going rusty.”
“Dear Diary,We flew to the other side of the world, and I never stopped holding you close to my chest. You were empty and so was I. My only friend in the world. The only one who understood where I began and where I was going. We flew together and everything we knew before was gone.”
“So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love – love you never even knew you were capable of – supposed to go?”