“I ran out of the apartment in a rage. Mahmud followed me, and we walked home, not speaking. Shortly before we reached the door to the house, he grabbed hold of me. "You're my friend, even if you've hurt me,"… — Rafik Schami Copy Share Image
“What horrifying torture this poor man must have endured. Out of a wise man they have made a miserable bundle of flesh and bones.” — Rafik Schami Copy Share Image
“I ran out of the apartment in a rage. Mahmud followed me, and we walked home, not speaking. Shortly before we reached the door… — Rafik Schami Copy Share Image
“Poverty smothers our dreams even before we have finished dreaming them.” — Rafik Schami Copy Share Image
