An instant can crush a brain and change the course of life, the course of history.

For if life had taught her anything, it was that healing and peace can begin only with acknowledgment of wrongs committed.

The roots of our grief coil so deeply into loss that death has cometo live with us like a family member who makes you happy by avoidingyou, but who is still one of the family. Our anger is a rage that Westerners cannot understand. Our sadness can make the stonesweep. And the way we love is no exception

I feel sad for him. Sad for the boy bound to the killer. I am sad for the youth betrayed by their leaders for symbols and flags and war and power.

Israeli occupation exposes us very young to the extremes of our emotions, until we cannot feel except in the extreme.

I know she is crying. Her tears fall on the wrong side, into the bottomless well inside her.

Under the broken promises of superpowers and under the worlds indifference to spilled Arab blood.