• Frankenstein in Bagdad
• Bad girls of the Arab world
• Alaa al Aswani, Het Yacobian
• Cursus Arabisch II
• Boxje

"Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."

Er is maar een constantheid in het leven en dat is dat alles altijd zal veranderen. Vecht daar niet tegen, maar kies er bewust voor. Verandering betekent nieuwe dingen leren. Veranderen is groeien. Groei i...

If a man travels faster than the speed of a camel he is in danger of losing his soul. Arab proverb

There is an Arabic saying that the soul travels at the pace of a camel. While most of us are led by the strict demands of timetables and diaries, our soul, the seat of the heart, trails nostalgically behind, burdened by the weight of memory. If every love affair adds a certain weight to the camel’s load, then we can expect the soul to slow according to the significance of love’s burden. By the time it was finally able to shrug off the crushing weight of her memory, Chloe had nearly killed my camel.