Life Is Not So Long That One

I Come From No Country, From No City, No Tribe. I Am The Son Of The Road... All Tongues And All Prayers Belong To Me. But I Belong To None Of Them.

Isn't It A Characteristic Of The Age We Live In That It Has Made Everyone In A Way A Migrant And A Member Of A Minority?

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.

For It Is Often The Way We Look At Other People That Imprisons Them Within Their Own Narrowest Allegiances. And It Is Also The Way We Look At Them That May Set Them Free.

You Can't Say History Teaches Us This Or That; It Gives Us More Questions Than Answers, And Many Answers To Every Question.