Quotes by : Sofia Samatar

These were the rains that drove people close to the walls, under the balconies, or sent them dashing....

To lose a sibling is to lose the one different from you. There’s no one now against whom to say: But....

People talked about loneliness as if it were something alive and it could get you. But loneliness is....

There is nothing, he tells me, more odious than a German. However, their women are seductive, and they....

All bleed who fight with the sword. All confront, with greater or lesser difficulty, the worship of their....

The silence. End of all poetry, all romances. Earlier, frightened, you began to have some intimation....

But preserve your mistrust of the page, for a book is a fortress, a place of weeping, the key to a desert,....

[h]ope, like a desert aloe. Hope, stubborn and bitter to the taste. That hides water. That bears the....