“In the summerI stretch out on the shoreAnd think of you. Had I told the seaWhat I felt for you,It would have left its shores,Its shells,Its fish,And followed me.”

“My lover asks me:“What is the difference between me and the sky?”The difference, my love,Is that when you laugh,I forget about the sky”

“My Master...Say all you wish of me.It does not matter to me:Shallow.. Stupid.. Crazy.. Simple minded.It does not concern me anymore.For whoever writes about her concerns.in the logic of Men is calleda stupid woman.and didn't I tell you in the beginningthat I am a stupid woman?”

“Your love taught me to grieveand I have been needing, for centuriesa woman to make me grievefor a woman, to cry upon her armslike a sparrowfor a woman to gather my pieceslike shards of broken crystal”

“Because my love for you is beyond words, I decided to shut up.”

“We killed you and it was not new for us, we killed the companions of the Prophet and the friends of God. O how many Messengers did we slay? O how many imams? We killed you and you prayed the night prayer, as all of our days are struggle - and all of our days are Karbala.”

“When a man is in love how can he use old words? Should a woman desiring her lover lie down with grammarians and linguists? I said nothing to the woman I loved but gathered love's adjectives into a suitcase and fled from all languages.”