=> Children aren't coloring books. You don't get to fill them with your favorite colors=> This was my one chance to become someone who was looked at, not seen, listened to, not heard.
=>I could feel the emptiness in Soraya's womb, like it was a living, breathing thing. It had seeped into our marriage, that emptiness, into our laughs, and our lovemaking. And late at night, in the darkness of our room, I'd feel it rising from Soraya and settling between us. Sleeping between us. Like a newborn child.
=> The aptness of a cliched saying is overshadowed by the nature of the saying as a cliche.
...his life of unrequited loyalty drifting from him like the windblown kites he used to chase.
=> Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes with prudence
=> Perspective was a luxury when your head was constantly buzzing with a swarm of demons
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