In the Fold

You fear it, my lord Abdulaziz, as Hashemite; and my lord Faisal fears it as Saudi... and these Christians fear it as Islamic...
And this fear will destroy our country utterly. And so we have remained a people without kings, and kings with crowns on their heads and no subjects.
— And what shall we do for these Christians, Amin, so that they fear no more?
— Widen your breasts, my lord; open your hearts and your houses to these Christians... They live in the memories of a dark and dreadful past: erase that past from their minds, so that nothing remains to them but this shining day on which you open to them the gates of tolerance and kindness — and they will enter.
Then they will enter, and their fear will not enter with them; and on that day we shall live for this homeland and for this sky, and in the name of one great God.
Christian Europe — godless Europe, which denied Christ and sold His blood and His cross for less than thirty paltry pieces of silver — Europe has no door left to her in the lands of the Arabs but this one, through which she enters upon the fold with her fangs and her claws.
So shut it, shut it in her face... shut it with the keys of love and forbearance.
Shut the mouths of those who call for an Islamic union, and you shut the door on fanatical, hungry Europe; and you shut the door on the like of those who call, in Lebanon, for a Christian homeland...