Dreams have consequences. There is no turning back. A revolution is not a painless march to the gates of freedom and justice. It is a struggle between rage and hope, between the temptation to destroy and the desire to build. Its temperament is desperate. It is a tormented response to the past, to all that has happened, the recalled and unrecalled injustices - for the memory of a revolution reaches much further back than the memory of its protagonists.
When I first began writing In the Country of Men all I had was the voice of the protagonist. He intrigued me and my desire to want to know him and hi… - Hisham Matar
When I first began writing In the Country of Men all I had was the voice of the protagonist. He intrigued me and my desire to want to know him and hi…
- Hisham Matar
Dreams have consequences. There is no turning back. A revolution is not a painless march to the gates of freedom and justice. It is a struggle betwee… - Hisham Matar
Dreams have consequences. There is no turning back. A revolution is not a painless march to the gates of freedom and justice. It is a struggle betwee…
I wanted to wear her as you would a piece of clothing, to fold into her ribs, be a stone in her mouth. - Hisham Matar
I wanted to wear her as you would a piece of clothing, to fold into her ribs, be a stone in her mouth.
I am of the firm opinion that no one should tell writers what to do, or what to write, or how to write. - Hisham Matar
I am of the firm opinion that no one should tell writers what to do, or what to write, or how to write.
Season of Migration to the North, by Tayeb Salih, is an eloquent and restrained portrait of one man's exile. It is a rare narrative in that it charts… - Hisham Matar
Season of Migration to the North, by Tayeb Salih, is an eloquent and restrained portrait of one man's exile. It is a rare narrative in that it charts…
It is sometimes hard to escape the belief that history exists against the artist. - Hisham Matar
It is sometimes hard to escape the belief that history exists against the artist.
There and then, sitting beside her and within the strength of my adoration, I felt invincible. - Hisham Matar
There and then, sitting beside her and within the strength of my adoration, I felt invincible.
Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo. - Hisham Matar
Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo.
Books written out of fire give me a great deal of pleasure. You get the sense that the world for these writers could not have continued if the book h… - Hisham Matar
Books written out of fire give me a great deal of pleasure. You get the sense that the world for these writers could not have continued if the book h…
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