An exotic dance that beguiles and entices... The enchanted and enchanting account of a contemporary Scheherazade, a wide-eyed American teller-of-tales who triumphs over harsh reality through the creative power of her own imagination...From the Paperback edition.
Then he said to Scheherazade: 'Sister, for the sake of Allah, tell us a story that will help pass the night ...'
--A Thousand and One Tales of the Arabian Nights
TO MY MOTHER, who gave me a lot of stories
My name is Eva, which means 'life', according to a book of names my mother consulted.
Information from the Spanish Common Knowledge. Edit to localize it to your language.
La muerte no existe, la gente sólo muere cuando la olvidan; si puedes recordarme, siempre estaré contigo
I wrote that during those enchanted weeks time expanded, curled back on itself, turned inside out like a magician's handerkerchief, and that Rolf Carle - his solemnity shattered to bits and his vanity somewhere in the clouds - was able to exorcise his nightmares and again sing the songs of his boyhood, and that I at last danced the belly dance I had learned in the kitchen of Riad Halabi, and amid laughter and sips of wine told many stories, including some with a happy ending.