“The continuity of these traditions helped bridge the spaces between dislocation and the home I had forged in my birthright homeland, but I knew I could never again be complete in one place. This was what it meant to be exiled and disinherited – to straddle closed borders, never whole anywhere. To remain in one place meant tearing one’s limbs from another.”

“The continuity of these traditions helped bridge the spaces between dislocation and the home I had forged in my birthright homeland, but I knew I could never again be complete in one place. This was what it meant to be exiled and disinherited – to straddle closed borders, never whole anywhere. To remain in one place meant tearing one’s limbs from another.”

— Susan Abulhawa