“It is the kind of love you can know only if you have felt the intense hunger that makes your body eat itself at night. The kind you know only after life shields you from falling bombs or bullets passing… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
Israeli occupation exposes us very young to the extremes of our emotions, until we cannot feel except in the extreme. — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“I have always found it difficult not to be moved by Jerusalem, even when I hated it—and God knows I have hated it for… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“I grieved three thousand times. Then I grieved for myself, a lonely woman without the honor given to the wives of the fallen. The… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
Do you know, Mother, that Haj Salem was buried alive in his home? Does he tell you stories in heaven now? I wish I… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“Baba was gone forever. My mother kept waiting for him until the day she died, just as she waited to return home, just as… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“When I was a child, Haj Salem told me that answers can be found in the sky if you look long and hard enough.” — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“And if our hands should meet in another dream, we shall build another tower in the sky.” — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
An instant can crush a brain and change the course of life, the course of history. — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“Yousef had only been gone forty days, but he looked ten years older. His body had become slight, and seeing him like that put… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“Life had collected her pieces and returned her to love’s source. There had been no coincidence.” — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“Though they lived with the indignities of dispossession and military occupation, Huda sang with an unassailable freedom that comes only to those with unwavering… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“Still, the refugee camp of Jenin remained as it had been, a one-square-mile patch of earth, excised from time and imprisoned in that endless… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“How was it that a man could not walk onto his own property, visit the grave of his wife, eat the fruits of forty… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
“He took in a premeditated breath, closed his eyes, and exhaled into the nye at his lips, playing a new tune. It was not… — Susan Abulhawa Copy Share Image
