There Are Rivers in the Sky

by Elif Shafak

“Things don’t disappear just because we wish them to. Even if we cover them with concrete and build over them and pretend they never existed, they’re still part of us, all those ghosts that we thought we’d buried deep inside, and, if we don’t face up to them, they’ll continue to haunt us.”

Arthur smiles ruefully. “But I am no poet, my friend. I am just a devoted reader.”