For I'll keep my humanity, though I did not keep my promises. ... and Love shall not be wrested from my veins.

the reverse side of love is unbearable loss.

I watch life trickle from the bullet wound of a sixteen-year-old "example" and marvel how things weak, even words, will turn vicious and merciless to gain power,despite reason or history

A persistent breeze lifted the thin curtains, fluttering a few moments of tranquility into the turbulent day.

Love cannot reconcile with deception

The land and everything on it can be taken away, but no one can take away your knowledge or the degrees you earn

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