I'm just a guy who wears TOMS. It's the sad truth.

The sad truth is that opportunity doesn't knock twice.

We started as strangers and we will end as that too...

We can forgive the Arabs for killing our children. We cannot forgive them for forcing us to kill their children. We will only have peace with the Arabs when they love their children more than they hate us.

Love, he told himself, was open to interpretation like any other abstract indulgence but followed the same principles everywhere, irrespective of everything else. One, either won or lost in love, there was no bridge in between, and he decided he had lost, lost to himself, if not to her.

The sad truth is that most of my husbands turned out to be convincing liars.