What kind of heart does one have to have in order to be able to get rid of these, without regret, as if they were empty beer cans?

When you leave Africa, as the plane lifts, you feel that more than leaving a continent you're leaving a state of mind. Whatever awaits you at the other end of your journey will be of a different order of existence.

I had fallen out of my secure world, precipitated beyond the territories I had only begun to control so skillfully. What a foolish step to take. What an insane move to make.

It would drive me crazy to be a guest in my own house.

We knew nothing of loss. Nobody has taught us about pain. Until that moment, death had just amounted to a scary sound.

No use crying over spilled milk.

It may be possible to forget our past but our past is not going to forget us.