“This was the Karachi now – barbed wires protecting consulates, the pretentious covering themselves with faces of those who were hiding behind those barbed wires. This was Karachi – gaudy and luxurious, with a façade of glamor, ignoring the truth underneath. But Sophie was no cynic, and still loved the city she had returned to. ‘You can’t hate what’s yours,’ she smiled to herself.”
“This is my barbed wire dress. It protects the property but doesn't hide the view.”
“Police officers put up barbed wire around their hearts to protect them.”
“Blue sky beyond barbed wire I wish I were sky.”
“Life is a bucket of shit with a barbed wire handle.”
“And you, Bloss, may shove it ... sideways ... with barbed wire wrapped around it.”