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When guilt leads to good.
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He had a frozen, wide-eyed look to his face, I remember, the way some old people do, like they are perpetually startled by the monstrous surprise that is old age.
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But they were wasting their time. Because Hassan stood with his arms wide open, smiling, waiting for the kite. And may God--if He exists, that is--strike me blind if the kite didn't just drop into his outstretched arms.
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Alas, Abdullah and Pari, Baba Ayub's days of happiness came to an end.
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Sometimes a finger must be cut to save the hand.
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Yuregi cokuverdi, ta ayaklarinin dibine kadar.
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A sadness came over me. Returning to Kabul was like running into an old, forgotten friend and seeing that life hadn't been good to him, that he'd become homeless and destitute.
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What I have in ample supply here is children who've lost their childhood. But the tragedy is that these are the lucky ones.
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In the middle of the night, when Laila woke up thirsty, she found their hands still clamped together, in the white-knuckle, anxious way of children clutching balloon strings.
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love
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There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion. And whenever those twin poisonous flowers began to sprout in the parched land of that field, Mariam uprooted them. She uprooted them and ditched them before they took hold.
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Baba and I lived in the same house, but in different spheres of existence. Kites were the one paper-thin slice of intersection between those spheres.
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connection-with-people
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For you, a thousand times over." Then I turned and ran. It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything alright. It didn't make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. But I'll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting."
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I finally had what I'd wantes all those years. Except now that I had it, i felt as empty as this unkempt pool I was dangling my legs into.
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wishes
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Her seye, devasa olasilik oranlarina ragmen, kontrol edemedigin bir dunyanin, kaybetmeyi kaldiramayacagin tek seyi elinden almayacagina dair, son derece tekinsiz ve akil almaz aptallikta bir inanc duymak.
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I wanted that, to move on, to forget, to start with a clean slate. I wanted to be able to breathe again.
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amir
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there is a field.
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lm ykn mn lshl 'n ttHml lTryq@ lty ytklm bh m`h, Htqrh lh, hnth wskhryth mnh.. 'n ymr bjnbh k'nh l shy 'w k'nh qT@ fy lmnzl .. lkn b`d 'rb` snwt mn lzwj, r't mrym bwDwH km ymkn lmr'@ 'n ttHml `ndm tkwn khy'f@ .. wknt mrym khy'f@ Hqan,, mn Tb`h lmtqlb@, mzjh l`nyf, Srrh `l~ lHywny@, Ht~ lmshjrt ltfh@ lty tHdth fy lmwjht lDrwry@ bynhm, kn yHlh bllkmt, blSf`t, lrfst... w'Hyn ySlH lwD` b`tdhr qdhr ,, w'Hyn dwn 'y shy ...
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lan t`tqd mrym b'n lns yjb 'n l ysmHw l'nfshm 'n ynjbw 'wldan mn jdyd, dh knw qd mnHw kl lHb ldhy ldyhm l'wldhm lsbqyn, dhlk lys `dlan!
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To je bilo davno, ali ljudi grijese kada kazu da proslost moze da se pokopa.
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Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A..
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Mariam saw now the sacrifices a mother made. Decency was but one...Mariam wished she's been a better daughter to Nana. She wished she's understood then what she understood now about motherhood.
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there is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is variation of theft.
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Maybe this was my punishment, and perhaps justly so. 'It wasn't meant to be', Khala Jamila had said. Or, maybe, it was meant not to be.
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punishment
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kyf ntHml bSmt kl ldhy yq` `ly khln ?!!
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rGm 'nh knt hnk lHZt mn ljml fyh, `rft mrym 'n lHy@ bm`Zmh knt qsy@ m`h.. lknh bynm knt tmshy lkhTwt l`shryn l'khyr@, lm tstT` mn` nfsh mn 'n ttmn~ lmzyd mnh ...
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could unsheathe from her arsenal a mockingly grave way of talking about things she found either portentous or frivolous. She could shrink your aspirations before your very eyes.
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14- Just as he didn't understand why a wave of something, something like the tail end of a sad dream, always swept through him whenever he heard the jingling, surprising him each time like an unexpected gust of wind. But then it passes, as all things do, it passed
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For a few unfortunate kids, winter did not spell the end of the school year. There were the so-called voluntary winter courses. No kid I knew ever volunteered to go to these classes; parents, of course, did the volunteering for them.
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I laughed. Clutched him in a hug and planted a kiss on his cheek. "What was that for?" he said; startled, blushing. I gave him a friendly hug, smiled. "You're a prince, Hassan. You're a prince and I love you."
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I lay on the side of the dirt road next to a rocky trench, looked up to the gray morning sky, thankful for air, thankful for light, thankful to be alive.
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khaled-hosseini
thankful
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If I've learned anything in Kabul, it is that human behavior is messy and unpredictable and unconcerned with convenient symmetries.
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mn byn kl lmS`b lty ywjhh lmr , l shy' 'qs~ mn f`l lntZr lbsyT
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That is something a person will never regret. You will never say to yourself when you are old, Ah, I wish I was not good to that person. You will never think that.
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In Tariq's grimace, Laila learned that boys differed from girls in this regard. They didn't make a show of friendship. They felt no urge, no need, for this sort of talk... Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.
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war. Or, rather, wars. Not one, not two, but many wars, both big and small, just and unjust, wars with shifting casts of supposed heroes and villains, each new hero making one increasingly nostalgic for the old villain. The names changed, as did the faces, and I spit on them equally for all the petty feuds, the snipers, the land mines, bombing raids, the rockets, the looting and raping and killing.
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war
heroes
kabul
justice
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c611b1e
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Find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind.
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I was an only, and often lonely, child. After they'd had me, my parents, who'd met back in Pakistan when they were both around forty, had decided against tempting fate a second time. I remember how I would eye with envy all the kids in our neighborhood, in my school, who had a little brother or sister. How bewildered I was by the way some of them treated each other, oblivious to their own good luck. They acted like wild dogs. Pinching, hitt..
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He used to wonder how such a frail little body could house so much joy, so much goodness. It couldn't. It spilled out of her, came pouring out her eyes.
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How glorious it was to know that her love for it already dwarfed anything she had ever felt as a human being
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wjdt jny@ SGyr@ tHt Zl wrq@ shjr@ '`rf jny@, SGyr@ wHzyn@ Tyunrth lryH fy lyl@ shtwy@
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He's a boy, you see, and, as such, what does he care about reputation? But you? The reputation of a girl, especially one as pretty as you, is a delicate thing, Laila. Like a mynah bird in your hands. Slacken your grip and away it flies. Fariba to her daughter Laila
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For you, a thousand times over (Bareh tu hazar dafa)
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inspirational
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I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far.
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Khaled Hosseini |
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with a thug of a string, i'd cut loose my pain, my longing...
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