Kamila Shamsie

There__ a ghost of a dream that you don__ even try to shake free off because you__e too in love with the way she haunts you.

This is the worst of our ways of remembering--this tendency to prod the crust of anecdote in the hope of releasing a gush of piping-hot symbolism.

Can angels lie spine to spine?If not, how they must envy us humans

Grief was the deal God struck with the angel of death, who wanted an unpassable river to separate the living from the dead; grief the bridge that would allow the dead to flit among the living, their footsteps overheard, their laughter around the corner, their posture recognizable in the bodies of strangers you would follow down the street, willing them to never turn around.

Bijli fails in the dead of night / Won__ help to call __ need a light_ / You__e in Karachi now / Oh, oh you__e in Karachi now. / Night is falling and you just cant see / Is this illusion or KESC / You__e in Karachi now

Where are they, the American fiction writers whose works are interested in the question __hat do these people have to do with us?_ and __hat are we doing out there in the world?

So she became a woman who held her head high, not in arrogance, or contempt, but because she knew that it was a form of cowardice to make a choice and then pretend you didn__ really make it

Come on! Think of Miandad hitting that six off Sharma. If he could do that, you can do this.

I still hear the world spinning.

There was little Hiroko Tanaka hadn__ learnt about the shameful resilience of the human heart.

I didn__ tell him that I grew up in an ugly city that taught me how to look between dust and rubbish and potholes to find a splinter of glass that looked like unmelting ice, beautiful in its defiance of the sun.

You have this ability to find beauty in weird places.

If the greatest loss of his life is the loss of a dream he's always known to be a dream, then he's among the fortunate ones.

When the war's over, I'll be kind.

If we had more reliable systems of law and governance perhaps our friendship would be shallower.

We never actually have serious conversations about anything for more than 20 seconds. So there__ a beautiful superficiality to our relationship which sometimes gets covered up by all the genuine affection flowing back and forth.

They adore you beacause they think you offer up your friendship and ask for nothing in return. But that's not true-' He took a deep breath. 'You do ask for something. You ask that we never expect you to need us.

This world is out of date