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

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

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

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

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

Nima Shirazi is a rare voice of rational analysis and political insight that provides an eloquent counter to the pervasive absurdities that make up popular political discourse.

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