This is my reminder for the victims of that day in 2001 and a reminder for the recent history: March 2002, Israel, October 12 2002, Bali, Indonesia, October 23 2002, Moscow, May 16 2003, Casablanca, Morocco, May 12 2003, Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, November 20 2003, Istanbul, Turkey, March 11 2004, Madrid, September 1 - 3 2004, Beslan, Russia, 7 July 2005, London, United Kingdom... And the history keeps repeating itself... The WW3 has started but you don't know it...
I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.
What separates us from the animals, what separates us from the chaos, is our ability to mourn people we’ve never met.
All of a sudden there were people screaming. I saw people jumping out of the building. Their arms were flailing. I stopped taking pictures and started crying.
(Michael Walters, a freelance photojournalist in Manhattan)
If inciting people to do that is terrorism, and if killing those who kill our sons is terrorism, then let history be witness that we are terrorists.
(Osama Bin Laden)
I grieved three thousand times. Then I grieved for myself, a lonely woman without the honor given to the wives of the fallen. The reverence for their loss, for their children's loss. It was eloquent and grand. So moving and charged with solidarity...On September eleventh, I faced the last moments of your father's life. I saw him in every person who tried to jump and every body they pulled from the rubble. And I saw myself as I was never allowed to be, consoled, understood, and loved.
(Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin)
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