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“Not just me,” Stephen says, looking to Jimmy. “Us. All of us. What we did. What we fought for. Our history. Who we are. They won’t teach it in schools. They don’t want us to have a history. They don’t see us. They don’t know we are another country, with invisible borders, that we are a people. You have to make them see.” Stephen takes a strained breath. “You have to remember it. And to share it. Please. Time passes, and people forget. Don’t let them.”
― Abdi Nazemian, Like a Love Story

“You okay?” I look away. She asks me this question a lot, and I never like it. We don’t ask this question in my family. We know that the answer will always be yes, but that the truth will always be no, so what’s the point in asking the question?”
― Abdi Nazemian, Like a Love Story

“Maybe we’re all the lucky ones,” Stephen says. “We had love.”
― Abdi Nazemian, Like a Love Story

“Sometimes to find yourself, you have to let others down—parents included.”
― Brittainy C. Cherry, Disgrace