The swinging of its pendulum is the emblem of the continuity of time, as long as it moves to and fro, we know that time goes on.
— Amna Sikandar Malik, An Autobiography of a Semicolon
“Trying not to give up hope, she thought about any other escapade and was quickly rewarded with the answer: The small staircase in her cupboard.”

“By the time Rafiyah came back to her senses, she saw Ammar and Mubashir sewing a sack which was to hold flour.”
