The Fishermen

by Chigozie Obioma

for the future was what we made of it. It was a blank canvas on which anything could be imagined.

I once heard that the heart of an angered man will not beat with verve, it will inhale and bloat like a balloon, but eventually deflate.

Those the gods have chosen to destroy, they inflict with madness. IGBO PROVERB

Turning and turning in the widening gyre, the falcon cannot hear the falconer.

when fear takes possession of the heart of a person, it diminishes them.

the end of most things often bears a resemblance—even if faint—to their beginnings.