I know death comes. I’ve seen too much death, young death. - Benazir Bhutto

"I try to reach my father through the bars. He is so thin, almost wasted away from malaria, dysentery, starvation. But he pulls himself erect, and touches my hand. "Tonight I will be free," he says, a glow suffusing his face. "I will be joining my mother, my father. I am going back to the land of my ancestors in Larkana to become part of its soil, its scent, its air. There will be songs about me. I will become part of its legend." He smiles. "But it is very hot in Larkana." "I'll build a shade," I manage to say."

You can imprison a man, but not an idea. You can exile a man, but not an idea. You can kill a man, but not an idea.

If they only showed this much spunk when it came to containing the terrorists I don't think we would have such a problem.