“An aurora borealis rises over festive orchards; the branches of the trees immediately begin to bud, to blossom, to bend under the weight of their fruit. The child runs through the wild grass, heading for the Wall. It collapses like… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share Image
It seems that the whole world is beginning to decay, and that its putrefaction has chosen to spread outward from here, from the land… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
I was depressed. I knew I was lost, but I had no idea how to find myself again. It was as though I was… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“He took a fine fresh fig from his pocket and washed it meticulously in a glass of water; then he peeled it open before… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
Get a grip on yourself. there's only one god here on earth, and that's you. If you don't like the world, make one you… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
Of course, I'm aware of the animosities destroying brain cells on both sides, and I know all about the obstinacy of the warring parties,… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“In the eyes of Popes and Imams we are Us and Them, but in the eyes of the Lord we are one.” — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“This land does not belong to you. It belongs to that ancient shepherd whose ghost is standing next to you, though you refuse to… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
You can know all there is to know about life and mankind, but what do you really know about yourself? — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“The can take everything you own- your property, your best years, all your joys, all your good works, everything down to your last shirt-… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“An isolated person is doomed beyond remedy." Yasmina Khadra, Swallows of Kabul” — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“Anyone who tells you that a greater symphony exists than the breath in your body is lying.” — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“Quand on ne trouve pas la solution à son malheur, on lui cherche un coupable.” — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
“I hate wars and revoloutions and these dramas of redemptive violence that turn upon themselves like endlessly long screws and haul entire generations through… — Yasmina Khadra Copy Share
