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“Subtle and coy, the cemento at Maalouf's did not speak of war, or frontiers, and the spaces they narrowed, but, rather, grandeur. The tiles returned one to a realm where imagination, artistry, and craftsmanship were not only appreciated but given free reign, where what was unique and striking, or small and perfect, or wrought with care was desired, where gazed-upon objects were the products of peaceful hearts, hands long practiced and trained. War ends the values and traditions that produce such treasures. Nothing is maintained. Cultures that may seem as durable as stone can break like glass, leaving all the things that held them together unattended. I believe that the craftsman, the artist, the cook, and the silversmith are peacemakers. They instill grace; they lull the world to calm.”
― Anthony Shadid, House of Stone: A Memoir of Home, Family, and a Lost Middle East

“I wondered whether he was trying to return to a place that no longer existed. Isn’t that always the case when we try to go home again?”
― Anthony Shadid, House of Stone: A Memoir of Home, Family, and a Lost Middle East