Quotes by : Rahma Krambo

Empty space eventually fills up with something. A void, cultivated in the aftermath of misfortune, begins....

As if on cue, a line of silhouettes emerged from behind a desert scrub—shapes that moved like cats.....

Ideas begin their life as small seeds, so light they may drift through the air like dust motes. If a....

In the beginning, the taste of power is sweet, savored on the tongue, like fine wine. It whispers promises....

Marco could not have known about the mystical effect of a full moon on cats and books left on their own....