"But Zaitoon, swung high on Qasim's reminiscences, beckoned by visions of the glorious home of her father's forefathers and of the lover her fancies envisaged, merely lowered her head and said shyly, 'I cannot cross my father.'"                  -The Pakistani Bride

"Each emotion arose spontaneously and without complication, and was reinforced by racial tradition, tribal honor, and superstition."                       -The Pakistani Bride