It seemed that rebellion must have an unassailable base, something guarded not merely from attack, but from the fear of it: such a base as we had in the Red Sea Parts, the desert, or in the minds of the men we converted to our creed.

To make war upon rebellion is messy and slow, like eating soup with a knife.

If I could talk it like Dahoum, you would never be tired of listening to me.

This creed of the desert seemed inexpressible in words, and indeed in thought.

As long as the Arabs fight tribe against tribe, so long will they be a little people, a silly people, greedy, barbarous and cruel.

The Beduin could not look for God within him: he was too sure that he was within God.

Dream your dreams with open eyes and make them come true.