“No matter what you have heard: the line between life and death is not definite. Not like a wall, thick and hard to break, but constantly moving and volatile. It isn’t actually a line: not visible to the eye, but… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“Does a lack of life always equate to death? Perhaps it’s sometimes worse than that. For us, back then, it was. We were living an exiguity, an insufficiency which painfully demanded compensation, but to compensate for it we had nothing… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“A normal human life consists of 500 million breaths for three billion heartbeats. That sounds a lot, but it’s not enough. You are searching:… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“My hands would touch the weathered rock behind me: rugged but smooth on the edges it would feel and I would be wondering how… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“The wrong things draw you in like the Sunday-sun the eyes. You would stare straight into it and wonder if there is something somewhere… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“Big discoveries call for even bigger responsibility, since they come with the biggest hazards, if they get into the wrong hands. As soon as… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“Maybe that’s what’s immanent to humanity: they strive to know and when they do they still make nothing of it. They come to know… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“How do survivors feel? Relieved and grateful, perhaps. As excited about their saved life as if it were a gift that the rustling fingers… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“No matter what you have heard: the line between life and death is not definite. Not like a wall, thick and hard to break,… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“Does a lack of life always equate to death? Perhaps it’s sometimes worse than that. For us, back then, it was. We were living… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
