And more the cloak of simple wool
Than robes in which I learned to sigh.
The crust I ate beside my tent
Was more than this fine bread to me;
The wind’s voice where the hill-path went
Was more than tambourine can be.”[1]
Arab women have come to the hospital from time to time, but they always long to return to their desert life, and are impatient at the restraints of town life.
Mutrâv Paulus
Bishop of the Syrian Roman Catholic Church in Mosul.