The Golem and the Jinni: A Novel (P.S.)
each man yelling at the others to clear out of his way—all in a myriad of languages that the Jinni had never before heard but nonetheless comprehended, and now he was coming to resent his own seemingly inexhaustible resources of understanding.
Helene Wecker • The Golem and the Jinni: A Novel (P.S.)
I hear ya.
“Let me see if I understand correctly now,” the Jinni said at one point. “You and your relations believe that a ghost living in the sky can grant you wishes.”
Helene Wecker • The Golem and the Jinni: A Novel (P.S.)
Most idealists lived in their own impossible worlds, sealed away from reality; Maryam, it seemed, effortlessly reached out from hers and drew others inside. Her unstudied goodness affected their judgment, even to the point of buying large quantities of ice cream in winter.
Helene Wecker • The Golem and the Jinni: A Novel (P.S.)
He raised one hand, a gesture that said, say no more. From his pocket he pulled a cloth tape measure, and mimed for her to hold out her arms. She did so, amused at the expressive precision of his gestures, which left no room for dissembling. Perhaps we should all learn to be mute, she thought.