Stationery Shop Of Tehran Quotes

Roya’s favorite place in all of Tehran was the Stationery Shop. It was on the corner of Churchill Street and Hafez Avenue, opposite the Russian embassy and right across the street from her school.

Look at love How it tangles With the one fallen in love Look at spirit How it fuses with earth Giving it new life

No mom to come home to, call on the phone, cook a favorite dish with. No mom to tell her that everything would be all right.

When Kyle arrived, a small pocket of air had been let into their tightly wrapped bubble of privacy and pain.

An enormous amount of what she used to believe had been erased.

Friends talked too much and Roya needed to be alone with her thoughts.

She found too much good cheer undesirable, smacking of falseness.

Twelve months Leila had lived that Marigold would never have. Everything—every detail, every word, every second, every person—reminded Roya of Marigold. Except that reminded wasn’t the right word. Reminded meant that she had to forget to remember again. But she never forgot. Everything was linked to Marigold;