“O Sultan, my master, if my clothes are ripped and torn it is because your dogs with claws are allowed to tear me.”
“Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?""If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked.”
“Cold air clawed at my face, ripping tears from my eyes. I buried my face deep into Daniel's back and breathed in a mixture of familiar scents - almonds, oil paint, earth, and a hint of varnish. I didn't even question why I was on that bike. I just knew I was suppose to be.”
“A piece of bread,some fresh water,the shadow of a tree and your eyes, my beloved.No sultan is happier than me,no beggar more sad.”
“O, you have torn my life all to pieces... made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!”
“she is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.”