On post-invasion Iraq: "From the gas lines that frustrate Murah, to frequent power outages that leave many residents with only a few hours a day of electricity, from a chilling crime wave to newly opened stores bursting with expensive appliances, Baghdad is a city of great expectations and even greater disappointments."

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Walking behind an American patrol in Baghdad: "We're against the occupation, we refuse the occupation -- not 100 percent, but 1,000 percent," he said. "They're walking over my heart. I feel like they're crushing my heart."

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On postwar Iraq: "The war in Iraq is indeed over, at least the conflict as it was understood during its first five years: insurgency, communal cleansing, gangland turf battles and an anarchic, often futile quest to survive. In other words, civil war -- though civil war was always too tidy a term for it. The entropy, for now at least, has run its course. So have many of the forces the United States so dangerously unleashed with its 2003 invasion, turning Iraq into an atomized, fractured land seized by a paroxysm of brutality. In that Iraq, the Americans were the final arbiter and, as a result, deprived anything they left behind of legitimacy."

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Remembering Anthony Shadid
On Feb. 16, journalism lost one of its most eloquent voices.

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On the invasion of Iraq: "On a cold, concrete slab, a mosque caretaker washed the body of 14-year-old Arkan Daif for the last time.

With a cotton swab dipped in water, he ran his hand across Daif's olive corpse, dead for three hours but still glowing with life. He blotted the rose-red shrapnel wounds on the soft skin of Daif's right arm and right ankle with the poise of practice. Then he scrubbed his face scabbed with blood, left by a cavity torn in the back of Daif's skull."

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On post-civil war Lebanon: "Beirut's downtown was an apocalyptic scene of rubble and weeds, inhabited by squatters in skeletal buildings and bored soldiers moving among sewage-filled craters. The rare splash of color came from the blue advertisements for a billboard company that read: ‘What do our boards have in common with the C.I.A.? They're both all over the place.'"

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On Syria's government: "This was Syria of the Assads: rendered in their image, haunted by their phobias and ordered by their machinations."

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On Syria's protesters: "When security forces surged toward one of their comrades, they shouted to him: ‘You've got 20 guys around you! Blow yourself up!'

‘They just fled,' Abdullah said, smiling as he recalled the security forces retreating in fear from the imaginary explosives."

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On post-Qaddafi Libya: "Authority here peels like an onion, imposed by militias bearing the stamp of towns elsewhere in the west, neighborhoods in the capital, even its streets."

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On one's man quest to bring democracy to Tunisia (the last article Shadid published): "The epiphany of Said Ferjani came after his poor childhood in a pious town in Tunisia, after a religious renaissance a generation ago awakened his intellect, after he plotted a coup and a torturer broke his back, and after he fled to Britain to join other Islamists seeking asylum on a passport he had borrowed from a friend."