Golden Poppies (Freedman/Johnson, #3)

by Laila Ibrahim

I thought my education would protect us—like forged armor too strong for the evils of hatred to penetrate. But I was wrong. Maybe every generation needs to believe they will end the trampling, as if it had not been thought of before. Without that certain and foolish hope, I don’t believe we could go on.

“You eat from trees you did not plant and are obliged to plant trees you will not eat from.”

“Time is an amazing magician, making life vanish all too quickly.”

“This pain is the cost for real love . . . and it is well worth the price,”

“How shall we make progress if we are only limited to the present?”