“I don't remember who spoke first, but I do recall the first words between us: "How often we meet among old books!"This was the start of our friendship.”

“I don't remember when exactly I read my first comic book, but I do remember exactly how liberated and subversive I felt as a result.”

“If our love was a story book, we would meet on the very first page.”

“I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.”

“I remembered this one time that I never told anybody about. The time we were walking. Just the three of us. I was in the middle. I don't remember where we were walking to or where we were walking from. I just remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere”

“Hassan and I fed from the same breasts. We took our first steps on the same lawn in the same yard. And, under the same roof, we spoke our first words.Mine was Baba.His was Amir. My name.Looking back on it now, I think the foundation for what happened in the winter of 1975 —and all that followed— was already laid in those first words.”