9 Quotes by Shamim Sarif

She had been trying hourly to ensure that this new friendship remained such, to be certain that it would not slip out of the careful grasp of her fingers and into the darker champers of her heart.

Thousands of years of language and literature and we haven't come up with something better than these two, tired words - I'm sorry - to express sympathy for a loss.

Maybe we need thousands of smaller heroes every day every day instead of the occasional big one.

Maya repeated the achingly slow process with the remote control in reverse, and in the profound quiet that ensued, looked at Leyla.‘Why are you doing this to me?’Yasmin turned on her mother. ‘She’s not doing anything, she is gay. It’s not a choice. So I think, actually, that you should be telling us why you have such a problem with it.

I want to be with someone who, ten years from now, still makes my heart jump when I hear her key in the door. And that someone is you.

That her own self-deception and self-absorption, her own slavery to the society and family in which she had been brought up, had reduced this blameless man to a weeping wreck struck her as horrific. She saw more clearly than she had ever seen before that she must change, or keep hurting the people who truly loved her.

There was light and there was darkness, and where once, so recently, he had sat at his desk bathed in that light, now he was clothed in the black cover of heartbreak.

Precious stones need sculpting before they become gems.

It was not his custom or his pleasure to listen to gossip or instructions from people who were strangers to him, even if they did share the same skin colour, or religion, or traditions.