Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures. No gun, no sword, no dry soil forces or Rex volition e'er move to a greater extent than powerful than a sentence. Swords may cutting as well as kill, exactly words volition stab as well as stay, burying themselves inward our bones to popular off corpses nosotros acquit into the future, all the fourth dimension earthworks as well as failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.
Tahereh Mafi
