Quotes from Khaled Hosseini

I den stunden såg jag något jag aldrig skulle glömma, Hassan som serverade Assef och Wali något att dricka från en silverbricka.

Dia berhenti bicara kepada warga desa, karena dia yakin bahwa mereka menggunjingkannya di belakang punggungnya. Kata mereka, dia pengecut karena dengan suka rela menyerahkan anaknya. Dia tidak pantas menjadi ayah. Ayah sejati akan melawan sang div. Dia akan mati membela keluarganya.

I cringed a little at the position of power I'd been granted, and all because I had won at the genetic lottery that had determined my sex.

Begitulah Hassan. Dia begitu murni, sehingga saat berada di dekatnya, aku selalu merasa bagaikan seorang penipu.

You know nothing of courage. said Baba Ayub. For courage, there must be something at stake. I come here with nothing to lose. You have your life to lose, said the div. You already took that from me.

If I've learned anything in Kabul, it is that human behavior is messy and unpredictable and unconcerned with convenient symmetries. But I find comfort in it, in the idea of a pattern, of a narrative of my life taking shape, like a photograph in a darkroom, a story that slowly emerges and affirms the good I have always wanted to see in myself. It sustains me, this story.

nereye giderseniz gidin ülkeniz peÅŸinizden gelir.

Look at me. Mariam did. Only one skill. And it's this: tahamul. Endure. Endure what, Nana? Oh, don't you fret about that, Nana said. There won't be any shortage of things.

theft was the one unforgivable sin, the common denominator of all sins. When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. There is no act more wretched than stealing.

Pero espero que prestes atención a lo siguiente: el hombre sin conciencia, sin bondad, no sufre. Espero que tu sufrimiento llegue a su fin con este viaje a Afganistán.

It was God's fault, for taunting her as He had. For not granting her what He had granted so many other women. For dangling before her, tantalizingly, what He knew would give her the greatest happiness, then pulling it away.

They say, Find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognise your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind.

If you're not careful, people will talk.

You look pale," Soraya repeated, placing the stack of papers on the table.

And this is what I want you to understand, that good, real good, was born out of your father's remorse. Sometimes, I think everything he did, feeding the poor on the streets, building the orphanage, giving money to friends in need, it was all his way of redeeming himself. And that, I believe, is what true redemption is, Amir jan, when guilt leads to good.

Las malas hierbas del desierto siguen con vida, pero la flor de primavera florece y se marchita. Qué gracia, qué dignidad, qué tragedia.

Sang div menggeram dan mengetuk-ngetuk dagu. Aku pernah mengambil banyak anak dari banyak ayh, katanya.

Laila lay there and listened, wishing Mammy would notice that she, Laila, hadn't become shaheed, that she was alive, here, in bed with her, that she had hopes and a future. But Laila knew that her future was no match for her brothers' past. They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death. Mammy was now the curator of their lives' museum and she, Laila, a mere visitor. A receptacle for their myths. The parchment on which Mammy meant to ink their legends

eyes are windows to the soul.

Kau tak tahu apa-apa soal keberanian. Untuk menjadi berani, harus ada yang dipertaruhkan. Aku datang tanpa mempertaruhkan apa pun.

Setiap hari aku memanjatkan rasa syukur kepada Allah karena telah menjaga kehidupanku, bukan karena aku takut menghadapi kematian, namun karena istriku akan tetap memiliki suami dan anakku tidak akan menjadi yatim piatu.

Lo que hiciste estuvo mal, Amir jan, pero no olvides que cuando los hechos sucedieron tú eras un niño. Un niño con problemas. Por aquel entonces eras demasiado duro contigo mismo, y sigues siéndolo...

I'm no damn good at this," she says slowly, almost shyly, "but what I'm getting around to telling you is, you've turned out good. You've made me proud, Markos.

Everywhere she looked, she saw bright colors: on the drab, gray concrete apartments, on the tin-roofed, open-fronted stores, in the muddy water flowing in the gutters. It was as though a rainbow had melted into her eyes. Rasheed