We Are Not Just Visitors

We Are Not Just Visitors On This Planet, It Belongs To Us Just As We Belong To Her, Its Past Is Ours, So Is Its Future.

Nothing Is Born Of Nothing, Least Of All Knowledge, Modernity, Or Enlightened Thought; Progress Is Made In Tiny Surges, In Successive Laps, Like An Endless Relay Race. But There Are Links Without Which Nothing Would Be Passed On, And For That Reason, They Deserve The Gratitude Of All Who Benefited From Them.

Let Your Tears Roll Tonight, But Tomorrow You Will Start The Battle Again. What Defeats Us, Always, Is Just Our Own Sorrow.

Life Is Like A Fire. Flames Which The Passer-by Forgets. Ashes Which The Wind Scatters. A Man Lived.

The Fact Of Simultaneously Being Christian And Having As My Mother Tongue Arabic, The Holy Language Of Islam, Is One Of The Basic Paradoxes That Have Shaped My Identity.