Once You Get That Instinct

Exile Is A Dream Of A Glorious Return. Exile Is A Vision Of Revolution: Elba, Not St Helena. It Is An Endless Paradox: Looking Forward By Always Looking Back. The Exile Is A Ball Hurled High Into The Air.

Chekhov Is This Poet Of Melancholy And Isolation And Of Wishing You Were Somewhere Else Than Where You Are.

We Are The Storytelling Animal.

There Is No Alternative To The Peaceful Coexistence Of Cultures.

The West Sees Iran As An Important Force In The Gulf.