“Kiss your scars. Fall in love with them. They ought to serve as life-affirming reminders—a lingering trace of hope. The only reason we have these scars is because we survived and are still here.”

Kamand Kojouri

“Each of us is like all of us and like no one else.”

Kamand Kojouri

“If you can love one person, you can love everyone.”

Kamand Kojouri

HEAVEN AND HELL

“I don’t know why it’s still unclear
whether heaven and hell exist.
Do we need more evidence?
They lie right here—in our midst.
Heaven is standing on Mount Qasioun,
drinking Damascene scenes,
as the jasmine breeze
carries Qabbani’s verses
through trees of willow.
And Hell is only a four-hour ride
to Aleppo, where children’s cries
drown the roars of mortar bombs
until they lose their families,
their limbs and tongues.
Yes, hell persists,
right here in our midst.
And all we do to extinguish this hellfire
is sigh, shrug, like, and share.
Do tell:
What does this make of us?
Are we any better
than the gatekeepers of hell?”

Kamand Kojouri

“When, at last, I ceased to be myself, I came to be.”

Kamand Kojouri

“Think not of the fragility of life, but of the power of books, when mere words have the ability to change our lives simply by being next to each other.”

Kamand Kojouri

NOTE TO SELF:

even if you spend your life reading the greatest books, listening to the most divine classical music, & getting drunk on stunning vistas of mountains & waterfalls, all of it is meaningless if you aren’t sharing it with someone. everything amounts to that. true, we must experience some things in solitude in order to grow, create, destroy, & grow again, but our pleasure & joy reach a threshold in isolation. it is the worst thing to become
an island.
one must become the whole world.

Kamand Kojouri