Quotes by : Zeina Kassem

Our dead become the photographs and words we hang on the walls, but they also hang on the walls of our....

I feel like my life is made up of tiny puzzle parts that no longer fit together. Imagine working on a....

I wish I had lost an arm or a leg. It would have been much easier than losing a part of my heart, which....

Do our dreams carry messages from the great beyond, sent by the people we have lost, or are they a reflection....

I could only liken it to the strength of a wheat stalk, which when struck by a storm, bends to the ground,....

I watched life and death unfold like a dance on the side of that road. My son was born with a bloodstained....

I am from Lebanon, from Beirut and SaidaI am from the ground underneath my home I am from the trees,....

I don't think I ever fully understood before now the old saying that goes: "A mother's heart loves her....

Grief is shameless; it refuses to be ignored. If you let it have its way, it becomes fatal. If you try....

It's as though you had lost an arm or leg but still instinctively reach out to feel your missing limb....